Tuesday, April 10
and i oftentimes think, could i be forgiven for thinking that everything's so perfect? it is, for an eternal pessimist, such a great great leap. but with every passing day, the good ones and even the not so good ones too, i get a tiny bit more confident that i may, for once, be right.
and it is with each random scene playing in my head now, of us somewhere sometime laughing out loud together, or just sitting quietly with our hands interlocked, that i know for sure i would struggle with much futility to find anything like this.
and i would only pray that when the chips are down, we would rise above it as we deserve to do.
and it's nights like these i truly realise how much i need you.
and so, please forgive me baby, for being the irritating twat i can be at times. i know i say i don't mean it, but even so i confess it should not be excused. there's room only for two of us, and yeah my ego will have to stay outside.
iloveyou. :)