I ve said my piece, finally, after all this time. But why do I still feel that you dun reali care much. Its almost like an everyday matter. Maybe its just the way you are and maybe in the end, I just reali dun understand much. Maybe I will just give up trying to understand in the end coz now I keep trying and I still dun. Maybe its just the way I am. So many maybes. Sometimes u make me feel pretty alive and I do hope I make u feel alive too. But I think smth just fused and died inside me.

I love reading The Little Prince. I ve read it thrice and each time I thought I understood it. But now i realise i dun. Coz I just reali understood it. *& i cant find my book*

"Nothing's perfect," sighed the fox. "My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens; people hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. So I'm rather bored. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I'll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you've tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat..."

But we all forget

You risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.

-The Little Prince -

*Princess left*