We watched spiderman 3 together today, and what flashed back thru my mind was on our first date when we watched deja'vu. He's so caring and considerate. He will shield me thru the crowd on the streets, ran back to his house to get his house keys,take me out for dinner at newton *smiles* that was so sweet and we were friends back then.
We had dinner at home, lazed around his room and went back after that. It was kind of late when we're at back around my estate.
I thought there will be still public transport, who knows i guess he missed the last bus to newton and he sounds pissed when he called. Probably i m the cause as i wanted to get my supper.
Loving him once again, hoping this will turn out better. With that little trust still unsure whether is it enough to substain. I am still unable to put on the stuffs that he gave me when we're so much in love those days back..
At times i still cant help,tears just rolled down in the middle of the night when the pain stuck me. I am still struggling within myself i tried not to show. My angels around me constantly remind me that Seven should be happy. I really didnt expect that to hurt that much.
He told me i do not have the trust in him, not only a little. I have really got nothing to say. I am still so wreck, still trying to pick up the bits and pieces. I just hope that the effort he gave will be constant. What i would want to see, its not yet to surface. I really wish that he will care more about the people around him. Listen more and talk less, his words do acts as a sword sometimes. It just cuts.
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