Last night, I was listening to MYMP (Make Your Mama Proud) songs, when I noticed that I have teary eyes. I was texting Ricci then just to say goodnight and sorry. 
I then realized how sensitive and insensitive I am at the same time while talking to him at the phone yesterday afternoon. I asked him if he could go with me at the mall to buy something and got irritated on his answer. He planned to go home to bring home some stuffs from his boarding house. I tried to convinced him not to go home last night but still he insisted, so I hung up the phone. He called me back but I didn’t answer it, and he left a message trying to explain why he really wanted to go home. Yet, I remained close-minded.
Five minutes made me realize how insensitive I really am that time. And so I gave in but honestly, with still a little bit of anger. Actually, it was not I who gave in first, but him. ♥
I had teary eyes last night, because I felt the guilt of what I did, and at the same time I felt how lucky I am to have him. A supercalifragilisticexpialidocious boyfriend in the world.
Who will see the beauty
in your life
And who will be there to hear you when you call
Who will see the madness in your life.
And who will be there to catch you if you fall.
My boyfriend and my bestfriend, and one of my sources of courage (second to my family), and my #1 invisible supporter in my hobbies, and visible supporter in my dreams, THANK YOU and I LOVE YOU!
♥♥♥
