There's three seconds left in overtime. Who's on my mind again?

I'm in no mood for fancy words. Just disappointment which I cannot be rid of.
And it's not because you can't turn back time and do it all over again.
Neither do I wish to do that anyway. It's just... I don't know.

I didn't feel it.
I didn't feel it.

Sigh. Whatever.
Goodbye again. And sorry for the disappointments...
At least I'm glad you're proud of Afiqah. (:

At least it's over. Looking forward to Saturday.
PEEPSHOW!
Show them some love. Centrepoint. Eight o'clock.
Me and Fiq will see you there.