Crying on Christmas Day - midnight crying under my pillow.
I know I'm dumb.
Seriously, I really don't know what to do.
Feeling went and came back.
The whole thing is confusing.
Waking up in the morning, facing the mirror; I just realised I was once a silly girl, looking ugly with those puffy eyes and tearings rolling down my cheeks.
Why?
WHY DID I CRY?!
I guess my last wasn't that good either.
I was wishing for a pair of warm hands hugging me when tears rolling down my cheeks.
Wishing someone was there for me all the time.
The night was long; lonely and empty.
Those days were passed too fast.
5 and a half months.
Very fast were gone.
You weren't there.
The face that was familiar I came to know was gone.
I MISS YOU BADLY. ='(
Mummy, thanks.
So being so understanding.
You told grandma when I was asleep.
I heard you telling her that 'I wish my daughter can find a nice bf and able to click with his family and live happy with them.'
I know you now agree to let me have a relationship.
Thank you mummy!
Thanks for being so able to know what my heart really needs.
Sometimes I don't know why; I was able to pour my feelings out to you.
What I told you last night, you listened.
You gave me your words.
I'll take them to heart.
Thank you.
I'm waiting till my heart really dies.
I was wishing to spend my Christmas night with you.
