BEDSHAPED. . .

my life during my stay at his house was peaceful, crazy, and fun. there are times we argue but there are times that i cry but we still both manage to fix our differences.

i would like to say thanks to his mum and dad cos they have welcomed me and let me stay there for almost 2 weeks without questions asked. there are certain moments between his mum and i but i yielded because i respect both of them wholeheartedly.

sometimes we go out, i even accompanied his mum to certain places like going to the bank and stuff, or accompanying her to do their grocery, it was fun, i get to meet some of her friends near cash and carry. i even went to the wake of one of their brothers in the catholic community. it was a tiring day but its all good.

now that im home, i truly miss his presence, his hugs, his kiss, our misunderstandings, everything.

what i miss the most is when he let me play volleyball again, nobody ever make me play what i love the most, he was the only one who did it and i truly appreciate it with my whole heart. i also miss the times that we just chillout without even talking to each other but were both content.

i know this is not the end but merely the beginning, and i should say as the day goes by, my love for my andre grows more and more each day. and not a time wasted.