♠ Words

There's lots of words, but not enough time to string them into sentences.

I hate missing someone, which is why I will never be in the routine of meeting someone.

I hate goodbyes, which is why I never attend or make farewells.

Time, no matter how I want to hold on to it, it slips through my fingers.

I love moments of now, cos happiness is short and in bundles.

There's a saying "Would you prefer to be happy or lucky?"

If I can, I'd like to be both.

Nat, happy birthday, may you always be loved and lucky. B good.