Its weird how much fun I had with just staying. Staying, and just that. I remembered I was the one who told my beloved that I hate walking in the mall not having any purpose. I hate walking in the taman, I hate this and I hate this.
And my beloved complied. My beloved, well he. He complied..
And now that we're no longer walking, and we're staying! Something that I have always loved and wanted to do.
But why does it feel like a burden?
Why do I complaint about staying all the time when that is what I have ever wanted. Not walking, just staying.
Kenapa rasa panas bila pandang muka dia?
