 I finally saw Joyce again but under different circumstances. We entered this room where a lot of people were gathered and there was a long white box in front of the room. I overheard them saying that Joyce's mom died and that's why she was lonely. I did get to kiss her but I wonder if I'd ever see her again since her dad's going to bring her to his sisters. I hope this isn't our last meeting. Labels: chicks, thoughts, wento |
Poor Joyce. Sana nga makapaglaro uli kayo para sumaya naman siya.