23rd Nov, 2020.
Dear Tyson,
Simy wishes you a very warm happy birthday. I know the last entry I'd written was years back. That doesn't mean that I've forgotten you. I was only thinking about you. Here's a little of my heart's tales and saying for you: I've seen you, on PC screen, on posters, on tumblers, but you know where have you been the most divine? Very handsome? In my heart. :3
I think of you, and things get better. Worries gets doused, moods lighten up, smiles bloom up, Tyson. Just for today, tell Hilary that she can spend her time with Ryan or Kai. Tell her that I want to spend today with you. I want you to sit beside me each day in bus when I travel to college in early mornings. I want you to share my earphones on the long highways, listen the same song on loud music and get high on the lyrics along with me. I want you to sigh breathlessly at my choice of songs. I want to sit on all the rollercoasters I've been scared of since I was young. I want to scream with you on the top of 360 flyingboat and clung onto you. I want you to scream with me, get exhilarated with me. I want you to sit with me in my little balcony in evenings under the beautiful blue sky and feel the breezes swaying our hair. I want to try to bake a cake for you and surprise you, and grin at you. I want you to comment on me that the cake's not tasty but still want you to gorge on it. I want you to shock me by ruining my makeup and fluffing cake on my cheeks. I loose my appetite often and I'm a poor eater, but I'm ready to gorge upon just for your sake...I.. I've seen so much in you, Tyson. I-I just love the way you are. There's nothing else to compare. In my eyes, your smirks are more handsome than Kai's or Kane's, in my sense of fragrance, you smell divine, in my feelings, I love the way you pull your ripcord and launch your blade, battle with your opponent and surprise us with your strategies. I love the way you respect friendship so much, how easily you forgive and how you treat everyone else. There were times I was as boisterous and vibrant as you when I was a kid. I was an example of rambunctiousness. Used to be wild, scream and yell and bite a lot to the one I loved. Sounds incredible, isn't it? I'm amused too thinking about that, but that just compares me to you.
Tyson, Tyson... you won't believe... I just think of you and nothing else stops me from smiling. I think the way I glare, frown, or even smirk is just as same as you. Your attitude is going intuitive in my blood.
Just come to me, and I'll flood you with delicious dishes. No one will stop you from eating. Simy won't stop you, Tys. I wish... I wish I could come to you, sit on the riverside on that sunset of G rev, instead of Hiromi and listen to what you're speaking. I knew I've a potential of making a strong friendship with you, if only that was possible. . .
Alright *sighs* that's all for now. I don't think I can stop writing of you and keeping you in my imaginations and pleasuring myself. From my side, kiss Hiromi, steal Kai's shirt, pinch Max's cheeks, tweak Ray's ears and grin cheekily at Daichi. Tell Kane that he's handsome but I'd still choose you. Tell him that he should date Salima before Ray does! Share my playlist of songs with Max and... tell Hilary to love you till the very end just like me.
Happy birthday, Tyson.
Yours biggest admirer,
Simy. :)
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