Woke up this morning feeling midly depressed, but not in a suicidle kind of way.
It was the sort of sadness that pulled you back to the past. But not necessarily wanting to go back there anymore.
The kind of sadness that made you sad because you realise you are no longer the same person a year ago, and will not be a year later.
The kind of sadness you hold when you look at friends and realised they’ve become strangers.
The kind of sadness where you wonder what might happen if you made different choices in life, where would you be right now.
The kind of sadness that leads me up to your profile, where I blow a virtual kiss and hope you dream of me tonight.
Stay safe, lots of love from Singapore//