Mom+song+perfume=you

I smelt the perfume -Davidoff Champion.
I heard the melody-You're in my song by Wanting.
My mom asked about you.
I thought of you.

The scent was so vivid, it immediately reminds me of you. I felt so real, like you're in my arms; face to face. But when I opened my eyes, it's my papan bilik. (I was cleaning the house for CNY; my fucker brother bought a 50ml of Davidoff Champion.) It is poisonous.

“你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里。。。” The first time I listened to the lyrics, I first thing I thought of was him, I text him straight away. I was helping my mom to put paper into the blue plastic bags for HamChimPeng.

"How is that BM guy?" My mom has not stopped asking that every time I come back. And it reminded how I used to tell my mom, how close we are, how often we went dinner together.

I have added him back into my Facebook friend list. He doesn't read my lengthy post, hence I can vent my feeling off over here.

He said he still missed me. I regarded that as mulut-cakap-lanpa-syok. (lanpa: lanciao) I don't dare to have much hope on that. After all, I am that old SKP I used to be. I am hotter and sexier than before. (When I chose to believe, it will be the truth eventually *wink *wink)

But yeah, you're in my mind. I had a great time with you. There is only one HEBI.