the wedding.

finally,
she wed.

there we go again,
to witness the beautiful event of the second twin.
i could see the wrinkles in my elder's forehead,
lining up above their brows,
marking their age upon earth.

i daresay,
marriage is a sacred event,
where happiness took place,
laughter lightens up the ballroom,
where we drank,
we laugh,
we toast to the joy we had,
it's happy,
i was, indeed truly happy.

i saw how they walk down the aisle,
all of us know what's coming next.
the local life,
the path where we would face the same challenges,
the huge debts bestowed upon us,
how raising kids is such an expensive chore,
having a car is considered a luxury,
how we get soften by illnesses and time
but at that moment,
you know it's all worth it.

Richard and i drank again,
heartwarming i guess.
we're all smiles,
he's his usual high.
alot of people said i got his genes for drinking,
not exactly, i guess.
maybe i'd got his genes for seeking happiness from drinking.
how i got so moved when he said,
how terrible he felt, seeing his mom like that,
he isn't always good with expressing his feelings,
but when i saw him holding her hands, looking at her with his eyes.
i know that moment is true.
that moment, that i would never forgets,
my ice-cold dad, being his trueself for the first time.

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i felt like a drama,
when i bought my girlfriend towards my grandma,
hearing her calling her "ah ma".
that's i believe,
is the bliss of growing up.

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i bought u into my world,
the party, the liquor,
the fight of social status,
the superficial,
the party lights, and the ever squeezing crowd.
the norm?
i'm not sure about that,
maybe everyone just wants to escape,
for that bit, and be a retard.
but i guess, this is one weird, beautiful night.