You said that I'm your wife. The mother of your children. But I sat there looking at you, as if I'm seeing you for the first time. "Where am I?" I looked around. The place looked vaguely familiar. "Do I know you?" I asked you again. But this time you just smiled. That smile, I've … Continue reading Who Am I, Again?
I've been thinking about him lately. I was just wondering how much did I know him? And I realised not that much actually. I barely knew anything about his family. I've never met his parents nor his siblings. Well I never had the chance actually. I hardly knew much about his past and I sometimes … Continue reading Did I Truly Know Him?