Me and my itchy hand and brain so not ready for the consequences. Curiosity leads up to anger and jealousy. The kind of sensation where you totally can’t accept the facts that’s been revealed slowly over time. I wish I could just simply forget them.

You have been trying your best to convince and make me happy. I could always see that in your eyes nowadays, how lovely. I am never forget to thank Him how blissful I am to have you now. It’s just me the problematic guy, it’s always been me who are wobbly. pardon me.

P.S: It’s 12.07pm and I still can’t sleep, love. I just don’t want to wake you up as I know I won’t be able to sleep but to totter around. I’ll be okay. i love you