Hubby, remember when I told you that you are the only man in my life? Well, I think you know where you stand.
That night, I thought I could live a homeless life. But I can't. I actually can't. I depend on you. On almost everything. I regret. I regret on leaving you that night, yelling back at you. I regret. Shouldn't have done that.
I'm hoping, waiting for you to pick me up somewhere and continue living our troublesome life together. I want to be with you, through thick and thin. Through hard and ease. Please. Let me be with you at this time of hardship. Please.
I'll be waiting for you. I know I asked whether it's yes or no, but I crave for you. For us. I will be waiting. No matter how hard it is, I'd still be waiting to hear from you. I know it's my fault to say those mean things to you without thnking straight. And I know I have hurt you deeply with those words. But please, come back.
I miss my monster. I miss us.
I'll be waiting. Come back. Come back.
Actng Mets
- missnoperfect
- KL+UPM, Silver State., Malaysia
- This is like my electronic diary. I write what I feel. I write when I'm sad, angry, upset. I whine, I mourn, I curse, I cry here. If you don't like it, or you just want to know how pathetic my life is and use it against me, DON'T read.
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