just a little girl wondering her head off in an airconditioned airport.

i wonder if i had kissed you.. would anything be different?

if i had not resisted temptation?

would you still be mine?

not.. hers.

if that day when you told me my smile was beautiful

nobody ever says my smile is beautiful. i rather hate it.

if i had crossed that room and kissed you on your two lips..

would i be in the rubbish im in?

i suppose its no longer relevant.

i suppose im no longer relevant.

i suppose what i thought i was doing for your benefit, backfired on me.

but life happens.

ill get over it.

in my next life.