I had an amazing weekend. Close to break down a few times (actually I did...looked and sound horrible too) then thoroughly happy the next. I'm no
jiwang. In fact I consider myself very good at concealing my inner feelings. However, when it comes to my luv, I crumble. The great wall surround my heart simply collapse. She's my everything to me and I hope I'm everything to her too...
You're my everything by Santa Esmeralda lingers in my mind now.
Alamak...it's getting tearry again
la...
You can call me sissy if you want to, but I find it's absolutely nothing wrong with it neither does it making you less manly when you shed your tears. For me...It's just an avenue for a human being to express his/her emotions.
I love you...with tears of my true emotions. Remember that I rather have bad times with you than good times with someone else luv. Am not asking too much...just love me.