One Year.

And so, a year passes. It was the end of February 2007. It is now the end of February 2008. I was drinking then, and I'm still drinking now. I wasn't quite a man yet, and still not. Time flies by and forgot me along the way. But I am still standing here dreaming of her.

What gives?

Happy Valentines

Not me. But her. And him.

Happy Chinese New Year

I think of you.
Sometimes. And on days like these, all the time.

Wishing I could hear your voice once more. Calling my name.

"The feeling that I'm feeling now that I don't hear your voice."
- We belong together, Mariah Carey