Played pool with karen from 2.30 to 3.30. Took a walk from marina square to esplanade. Headed over to thecathay for dinner and homed.
One sided love is the same as falling in love with the moon. Wishfully staring at it, longing that it would be mine someday, however it can never be. This feeling may depress you for awhile, but usually people tend to get over it after some time. So when will it be my turn?