Welcome back to our world

Loving you is like riding a bicycle.

My car will take me there in half the time but I won’t have the winds in my hair. 

The MRT / MTR may be more efficient, but I’ll sacrifice the views. I could take the bus, but I’ll be restricted to the roads. 

How long ago the last ride was is irrelevant. And how far the last destination doesn't count. 

Because though I may not remember when, or where, or why - loving you is like riding; I can never really forget how. I can never really get enough of saying & hearing you say it. 

Welcome back from your trip and into our world. I love you. 




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