for the times we just had together, laughter, teasing and more i could ever fill myself with, you have to leave so soon. once a life so dull became colourful when you entered. its back to basic again i guess. my aunts going back to Paris. im sure she's not happy about that, she's living like a normal singaporean girl than a foreigner. im sad to the fact that she has to leave, for that i held my tears while saying goodbye at the airport. she's like the paintbrush, painting each persons life. i hope she returns soon. i miss her so.
