mad at you.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009 10:15 PM
and no relationship is perfect- ever.
there are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise,
to give something up in order to gain something greater.
but, the love we have for each other,
is far bigger than these small differences.
and that's the key- it's like a big pie chart;
and love in a relationship has to be the iggest piece.
love can make up for a lot.
tuesday was godly perfect,for the half day of it. yes.
i spent the tuesday with the dear love of my life,before his night shift.
and yes,fair enough,tuesday was not at all blue. i love! (:
but it was blue when i spent my time munching & pigging out.
alah.. what's new aniways? pfffttt.
i think,i had it with reds. i prefer menthol,though. always have..
the boy loves red,well at least sometimes. haar dee haar!
because every time i smoked red,i will want to shit.
and so it happens,every time i puffed that fucking cigarette loh. shitness.
so... menthol it is,then. heeeehhhhhhhhhh!
for him i'd smile when he's happy, kiss him when he's sad,
try to be the perfect girl and calm him when he's mad.
i'd hold his hand to make him strong and tell him he's right,
even when i know he's wrong.
and i am already missing this boy,since he left at 5 pm just now.
even with spending the most of the half day with him,i miss him,still.
even though he's irritating,scares the hell shit out of me,sometimes..
like right now,i feel empty because no one irritates me like he does.
how he asked me to keep exercising,-__- how he loves to tepuk my perot!
and the only person,who will bow to any of my demands,
even the most ridiculous one,acting like a panda,because i say so.
my very own panda. hehhh! i am already missing you so much,babe.
our 31st is coming in exactly,4 days time and i am not excited.
not only am i working on that day,he will not get to see me for 3 days!
uggh. i hate,i hate! why does being a policeman so difficult?! tssk.
maybe,just maybe. ugh no,i wouldn't want to do that to poor him.
i cannot and must not disturb his sleep when he really needs one..
because,i always do and he always,although reluctantly sometimes,
just cater to all my needs,demands and whatever nots. sigh.
i should be grateful.
sometimes things seem all wrong when you don't have a reason to wake up,
in the morning, or go to bed late at night. sometimes, life writes a fairytale;
he's your reason to get up in the morning and your reason,to go to bed at night.
and no relationship is perfect- ever.
and i am already missing this boy,since he left at 5 pm just now.
