Another year goes past.
Most people expect this post to be a looking into the past year kinda post, but nope, isnt about that this time. More or less, its as usual, about this stupid boy I've given my heart to.
I push him out of the house for the party, I tell him to stay put, I all in all bully him into "liking" the party, but when he's gone, all I want is for him to be back. Whenever he comes back for me, I pretend to be angry, and scold him for not socialising enough. But, truth be told, that's what I'm always wishing for. Him with me.
I push him because its good for him, and I dont want to be selfish. But that doesnt mean I've to like it. :P
Its new years again, and once again, I'm alone. Not miserable, though.
He will come back before midnight, hai na?
