Monday, February 27, 2012
Sometimes I really wonder if you love me as much as I love you. You can say that you love me, you miss me and things like that, but the next minute you can tell me things like you can always go back to your ex, you're keeping things from me. What am I supposed to believe in?
After I got together with you, for the past few months, all that is on my mind is you, you, and you. I don't sit there and think about my ex or anything like that. What about you?
If you claim that you love me, why do you even want to hurt/revenge on me? Have you ever thought about that?
I'd rather you show me your true colors than put on a mask all the time. All I request for is for you to be true to me, is that difficult?
You are the first one I brought home to let my parents see. Also the first one I put "in a relationship with" on Facebook. The first one i am so comfortable and natural with that I let you see me at my worst - in my pyjamas in bed, teeth unbrushed. I bet you don't know all these. Whenever you say that "I'm keeping something from you that I'll never tell you" or "I dreamt about my ex" or "fuck off lah Chee bai" and stuffs like that, it hurts me really deeply.
You may not know, but my feelings for you are really deep. I don't mind giving up outings for you, I don't mind getting scolded for you. I don't mind waking up early to find you. I don't mind going to find you after a long day at work. I don't mind if you scold me, as long as you are happy.
I really love you, Raymond Ling Wen Wei. I hope you'll know that.
12:55:00 AM
Cheryl