I am still wide awake, I can't sleep, for the tenth time, listening to Snow Patrol's Signal Fire, playing on the hi-fi in the dark. My mind goes back to that moment in malacca, that exact moment when I fell in love with her, the same song which started playing on the radio as we were sipping chendol and breaking open mangosteens. She was waiting for me and yet I went and sent that postcard. It's that easy you know, to let her go and give my heart to you, I only wish I had done it much much earlier.