Monday, May 14, 2012

for those days to come


I don’t know what he thinks... afraid of asking him about it. As if he knew I was coming... he had his master plan ready and the plan works well, so far. And me? Trying my best to makes thing complicated, was it is.

He was so committed to whatever he has in mind. Sometimes I felt I was (was acting) like five years old girl and he is some grown up stranger who can’t help but to have that little girl in his plan.

Despite those lists of question being repeated over and over (was) and the mind games I have with that little girl, I’m more settled now.

So long if he keeps checking on that little girl and make sure behave the way she should, they would turn out fine.

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