not that i hated my life now. we are still in our own world, enjoying the loving days, happy moments and blissful life of cos. but i seriously yearn for the kind of old days when my life only revolves around darling dear.
the kind of loving days when i stayed at home all day, only waiting patiently for my darling dear to come home.
the kind of sweet thoughts when i only think only about darling dear.
the kind of happy moment when i saw darling dear's honda accord, immediately i rushed out to the balcony like an excited little girl.
the kind of blissful life when i'm disconnected from everyone, just except my darling dear.
but maybe, recently due to some external environmental changes, i felt kinda "noisy".
at the end of the day, my mind will start to tell me lots of other stuff.
stuff like "perhaps, i shouldn't have said this to person A" or "maybe, i shouldn't have said that to person B".
its frustrating when my mind just doesn't want to shut up.
all right,
conclusion: words are a form of action, capable of influencing change, so silence is golden. very golden indeed.
