We'll live like the movies with streetlights to dance on
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Birthdays have always been really special to me. It's one of the few times in the year when I can actually cut things off my wanted list and not feel too guilty about it. The sky seems bluer, people are nicer and damn... all the mouth-watering cakes. It's usually a day filled with fun and excitement. This year is no different. It's still is real special, real fun and exciting but I think I'm growing up. Too soon perhaps. In a sense that, I feel indifferent. I remember the first time I stepped into my primary school, short and naive(i still am), I couldn't wait to grow up and within a blink of an eye, here I am, 16. Now I just wish that time will slow for a bit and just let me take a break and enjoy. But then again, time waits for no one and who wants to be 16 forever if you can only get car license when you're 17 and visit bars when you're 21?
But thank you to those who tried to make it special.
I really appreciate it.
Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive






