maybe i'm just too used to have him sleeping here at my place.
tonight, he's not here with me.
or at least snoring in my brother's room.
to add on, he's fishing at ECP now. (East Coast Park)
haizz...
we had a small tensed conversation on the phone just now afternoon, while he was walking towards the mosque.
quite stupid yet hurting conversation.
it was small cause we managed to settle it as soon as it started.
now i'm thinking twice, again.
HAIZZ...
all throughout the month of March, he had been sleeping countless number of times here.
and i had countless number of sleepless nights as well.
not because we were chatting all night long.
it was because i was afraid i might not wake up on time to see him go off to work.
is that called love?
nah.. not that easy right..
next month, there will be this special day for us.
i am not prepared for it at all.
i need my paycheque. soon!
alright. i feel so the kental each time i blog about him.
its like, there's no other things in this world to talk about other than him.
but heck!
I LOVE HIM.
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