i love him

when you are in love you cant help it. but you can always share your at times hurtful, at times shameful and all the time beautiful experience.

(on a more personal note: http://1109.tumblr.com/)

… and i know this is real because i spend a huge majority of time waiting til the clock strikes 11:11, wishing for us again.

… but i am happier knowing he is happy with her, eventhough, i know nobody can love him like i do.

… as we live our own life, all i need to know is that the same stars which i look upon, will shine on us as bright as ever, wherever we are.

… and his slight arrogance, slight confidence; that’s the reason i fell so hard.

… because when his eyes outshine the brightest of stars, i see my future in it.

… so it’s not hard for me to dream, but what amazes me is that every dream he somehow find a whole new level to amaze me.

… and sooner or later, i know he’ll wish he had me again, so i’ll wait.

… and the way his eyes are locked on mine.

… and all i want to do is curl up on his belly.

… and the way he deny he have a thing for asians, but say that he have a thing for an asian.