Saturday, April 28, 2012

12:00 a.m.

Every morning when I wake up, I always remember your smile, and that big hug. Never did I forget to think how are you doing for the day, nor did I eat a spoon of hearty breakfast without thinking how well you must have eaten, too. But behind those simple things I just simply treasure every moment I think of you, because I could not imagine how I could ever live without thinking about you every single day, until our hair turns gray, mine only with several strands. And the ugly things about us will only become our laughing stock. From now on, I just want to be happy, with you. --RE

I cannot hide.

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