Member: mimsbim

The Bitter Sweet Impact of Fantasy to Reality

"If he only knew how much he affects me..."

Did you know that I already looked at your picture last night before I went to sleep?As expected you don't look like the man in my imagination.You looked good and tender as your words in our conversations.And I slept last...

And When Reality Strikes

"It's ironic and I don't understand how did I end up feelin' this...."

I am bewildered because the thought of you makes me weak, but pretending not to care about you makes me seek. When you were here, my eyes can't blink; I poked you thrice before I’d think. In this world we...