I blog to express not impress...

Often reality hits me in the face and I thought to myself.
"I don't fit here why pretend like I do?''


Nuffnags! Nuffies... :) heee

Sunday, 15 May 2011


Good night. Happy monthsary again. I love you. >:D<

Truthfully I want you as much as you want me.


I know I am being such a fool, how could I left you hanging for far too long? 
Where is my head? Where is my heart? You are way too good to me. You confess your love with full devotion but I kept on confessing my need to be free. I still feel being in a relationship is not essential because I hate the cheating, lying, crying and fooling around. No matter how you convince me that you wouldn't ever hurt me in any ways but I just can't seem to think otherwise.


Deep down inside.... baby I have to admit it,

I want you! I want to snuggle with you at night, smelling your T-shirt and hugging up as close to you as I can. I want to not want to let you go. I want to touch your face tenderly and cover it with feathery kisses. I want to run my thumb softly along your eyelashes while you’re sleeping. I want to become irritated with your snoring and talking in your sleep until I hear you mumble my name. I want to complain about your cold feet touching me at night or fight with you over the covers. I want to love you. I want to go to you when I’m upset and hurt just to be engulfed in your arms. I think I’d feel safer there than anywhere else. I want that feeling of security I know you can give me. I want to break down crying, completely heartbroken only to have you mend me back together just by holding me close and whispering to me reassuringly. I want to give you peace. I want to be there went you work out because I found it attractive at that moment. I want you to not have to leave so far. I want you to be there carrying my shopping bags when I go shopping. I want to be having every meals with you because I know you'd eat whatever I offer on your plate.


The best friend relationship we are having now is not that bad and I really do prefer it that way. It is the only way I could guarantee myself not to be dreadfully abused by the so called love stuffs

THE ONLY EXCEPTION FOR YOU I HAVE THIS STATUS: I love you more than a best friend but no more than a lover.  

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