Please Forgive Me

Please Forgive Me - Bryan Adams

It still feels like our first night together
Feels like the first kiss and
It's gettin' better baby
No one can better this
Still holding on and you're still the one

The first time our eyes met
Same feelin' I get
Only feels much stronger
and I wanna love ya longer
You still turn the fire on

*So If you're feelin' lonely.. don't

You're the only one I'd ever want

Only wanna make it good

So if I love ya a little more than I should

Please forgive me I know not what I do

Please forgive me I can't stop lovin' you

Don't deny me This pain I'm going through

Please forgive me If I need ya like I do

Please believe me Every word I say is true

Please forgive me I can't stop loving you*

Still feels like our best times together

Feels like the first touch
Still gettin' closer baby

Can't get close enough

I'm still holdin' on
You're still number one

I remember the smell of your skin

I remember everything

I remember all your moves

I remember you

I remember the nights ya know I still do

*

One thing I'm sure of Is the way we make love

And the one thing I depend on

Is for us to stay strong

With every word and every breath I'm prayin'

That's why I'm sayin'...

*

Dear Janice, do you still remember this song? More importantly, can you still recall the nights we spent dining with those gentlemen? Casanovas, if you like it, as you always said. Remember Uncle Alias (Pak Yeh), Uncle Nozi, Zaini, Halim and Hussin? What did we know, we were only 18 then! But it didn't take much for us to know what they want. Yeah, lonely men on assignment to a remote place like that. Maybe they thought we were the locals, can be bought easily. Men.. all men are brothers, yes? Can still recall the looks on their faces when we turned them down... hahaha.. You were really daring.. and hell I was learning how to strike those old-fashioned-bullsh*t artists.

Oh Jan, but I really miss dining in Desaru.. the cuisine..with the seabreeze, the sound of the gentle wave at night.. the strangers hahahaha.. the time all of us spent at the beach in Tanjung Balau (haha what a name). Remember we used to pretend that we were in Miami, braving the wave, windsurfing kononnya.. Ah, but the ombak there was really big, spectacular.. SPECTACULAR WAVE ;)

You remember, Jan.. particularly the strangers.. the thrill we were feeling.. kononnya this person was from this place, on this assignment.. each time we saw a guy, we played guessing game.. but just that, of course.. didn't wanna upset your Dennis... uhh or was it Kwan Seng? And there's the secret drive elsewhere, to the next nearest town, visiting friends.. of course our parents knew nothing..what a life!

I miss all that, I miss Desaru, the beach, the golf course.. the dining.. I miss them all..

And I kinda miss you too, my best friend JANICE LEE YIM MEI. If you are reading this, please do give a clue as to your whereabouts. Last time I heard, you called my house here in JB but at that time I was in KL.

Let's strike back, Jan. :) Wait till you see Tioman!!

Note: Janice Lee is my best friend since secondary school. Her Mom and my Mom were teachers of our school. We had been through a lot of things together, and was separated when I went to university and she to Singapore to further our studies. We reunited years later, but only for a short while.