Its the Little Things that Count.


remember when we used to talk till 1am and it never seemed too late?
remember when you used to ask me, "baby i help you massage your fingers?"
remember when you used to call me in the middle of your lessons and tell me "baby i miss you"?
remember when you used to call me first thing in the morning and tell me you love me?
remember when you used to wipe my sweat when i was perspiring in the living room?
remember when we used to "bu she de" hang up the phone, and fought to hang up last?
remember when we used to say goodbyes, till we lost count and ended up talking on the phone for an extra hour?
remember even before we manage to reply to each other's question on msn, and the next will just pop up?
remember when you always asked me to stay longer right after smoking and kinderjoys?
remember when you always sneak up on me and smell my chest for my versace perfume?
remember when you used to beg me to cook campbells and carbonara for you?
remember when you used to write a note on every word search we did?
remeber when we would randomly send messages to each other that never fails to take our breaths away?
remember when we would look into one another's eyes and said we would make it?

i'm not going to hide this, im not gonna sugar-coat the story.
not everyday's a sunny day in a r/s,
there are rainy days too.
well im not afraid, cos i believe we can make it.
ps : remember i promised to be your strength, hope and that i'll keep your faith when its gone?