Because I'm a rag doll when it comes to making up my mind.
What happened last night was just mad. But thanks to Q and Z, I made it through the day without a single tear. Had a splendid breakfast + lunch prepared by them. It is just wonderful when you have caring housemates like them, although what we're having were just reheated-leftovers from yesterday's party they went to. Stayed in the room through out the afternoon listening to songs while it rained in bliss outside my window. The weather was just perfect for me to sit and gather all my thoughts, to make up for the love I just lost.
Evening came in, and decided to tag along my housemates for dinner. Original plan was to go to Subang for dinner and shop some groceries. But then in the end we head down to Ikea, because they need to get a table for their bedroom. Well what else could you eat in Ikea rather than beefballs? So we had beefballs for dinner and as usual I took a very long time finishing my food. They thought I had a hard time finishing my food because of it was just too much of a portion for me. What they didn't know was, I was flashing back the day I brought you over to Ikea for the first time, with our little drama being flagged down by the police and got yourself a summon. Plus the ordeal of finding where exactly we park our ride and got lost in the car park.
Behind the beefballs and smiles, I was hurting inside.
Well enough of reminiscing, we then proceed to the department store. Ikea has a lot of weird looking-unimaginable stuff and utensils sometimes and I had a hard time laughing over Q and Z making fun of every single thing they laid their hands on. Spotted a lot of heart-themed curtains, cushions, gift wrappers and ribbons. It just wrecked and drenched me inside thinking of some issues. After an hour in there and they got themselves a table and curtains for their bedroom. We then head across to the flea market at The Curve. It sucks-balls really. Nothing interesting that caught my attention.
Or probably, my mind just wasn't there.
I miss you love.
Short notes:
I woke up this morning. With the burning of love hanging over my head, as I walked into the living room, thinking what's going on. Tell me, so that I understand. I don't want to wake up tomorrow morning with a hurting that I would never ever wish upon, even my worst enemy.
