Saturday, October 23, 2010

enjoy to be with you

Even though I known you only a few months and started to like you after that, just now was the first time I really nervous when going out with you. hehe.....especially in the car for 8 minutes. I was really a good actor. I must cover this stupid feeling for I know this is only temporary feeling. But before that, I must express something. Actually I was fond of you. I know that was stupid and immature thoughts. But I just did. Arghh!!
Irresistible thoughts...

I promised myself not to think about getting into a relationship even though I enjoy while hanging out with you. When I think of you I will smile by myself. I don't know why but I am sure I like the way you smile. Plus, you just very easy to talk to. You are like a friend and a big brother to me or maybe a father. Or maybe I miss my daddy that is why I become like this. No matter what I am so thankful because I went to the chapel and that made me know you. I still remember the first time I saw you. You are a handsome guy that was why I can't take my eyes off you that time. Yet, when I talk to a handsome guy(you), I simply get nervous. And yes, at that time, I was nervous or maybe shy to reply you. Immature...... I know....I am just doing some confession here..

One time, we got the chance to meet in cafe. I was truly glad to see you. And then we had each other contact number and facebook. Since then, we got closer because of the internet. We shared a lot of things and you had given me useful advices too. I learnt a lot from you though about life.
After some time, I just like to online because I don't want to miss the chance chatting with you. However lately, you maybe busy with studies or other stuff and seldom online. But it is fine for me because when I think that I am the girl that You thought that suits you, I am happy as if I am living in heaven on earth.

Whatever my feeling leads me, I will stay to my limit, that is I will stay single until I graduate. Unless that particular guy is irresistibly good for me.









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