Crumpled Paper Bag

Love in, love out, lost the feeling;
Heartache, everlasting pain; please go away.
I give up, I’ll be leaving.
Perhaps we’ll have the chance to meet again someday?

Upon the dusk of ’98,
We sat at Boat Quay, having a fantastic meal.
Oh how lovely, how sweet, everything was heaven-made;
Yet, why did I have a foreboding feeling, instead of ideals?

Sure enough, judgment day eventually came.
My bounty, my dignity, was all washed away,
The feelings and the guilt that I felt then, was all of shame.
Why did I let myself get hoodwinked; now look at the price that I have to pay.

Even so, I must admit, deep down inside, I still long for you,
But, woe-betide me, whether you’ll come back, I have no clue.

Eng Hui Min
4J