Haha, I miss the man who owns this car. Very random.
Not the car, the man himself. So damn cheeky I tell you perangai dia.
I still have him in my mind. Normally, this timing I would be on my way home from his dikir training, prolly feeding him McWings. We would talk about random things or he'll be singing out loud to some old malay rock song which i've never heard of. I won't deny the fact that I still miss him. I have him in my mind like most of the time, not being able to get him out of it.
He's the most challenging boyfriend i've ever had. Even though he's the older one, i'm the one taking care of his daily needs. I make sure he doesn't do this or that, make sure he dresses up according to occasion although he can get very stubborn (one time he went to town with the hawaiian-flowered-shorts and singlet with slippers). I was embarassed but I found it cute somehow. Some call it weird, some call it love.
I really managed to take care of him. Although he managed to escape one or two times. It was really frustrating at that point of time. Wait, strike that. I was fuming mad when he crossed the line. Some would know lah kan. And now i'm wondering why am I posting about him when it's totally over between me and him. He has totally let me go. I thought he was just being an asshole and a jerk for leaving me just like that but I was wrong.
He was just keeping a promise. A promise to leave me alone and never to find me again.
A promise between him and my father.
Daughter to father: Don't you want me to be happy?
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Haha, I miss the man who owns this car. Very random.
Not the car, the man himself. So damn cheeky I tell you perangai dia.
I still have him in my mind. Normally, this timing I would be on my way home from his dikir training, prolly feeding him McWings. We would talk about random things or he'll be singing out loud to some old malay rock song which i've never heard of. I won't deny the fact that I still miss him. I have him in my mind like most of the time, not being able to get him out of it.
He's the most challenging boyfriend i've ever had. Even though he's the older one, i'm the one taking care of his daily needs. I make sure he doesn't do this or that, make sure he dresses up according to occasion although he can get very stubborn (one time he went to town with the hawaiian-flowered-shorts and singlet with slippers). I was embarassed but I found it cute somehow. Some call it weird, some call it love.
I really managed to take care of him. Although he managed to escape one or two times. It was really frustrating at that point of time. Wait, strike that. I was fuming mad when he crossed the line. Some would know lah kan. And now i'm wondering why am I posting about him when it's totally over between me and him. He has totally let me go. I thought he was just being an asshole and a jerk for leaving me just like that but I was wrong.
He was just keeping a promise. A promise to leave me alone and never to find me again.
A promise between him and my father.
Daughter to father: Don't you want me to be happy?