Just in case the day comes that I forget, I’d like to look back to this blog and see how happy and thankful you’ve made me.
Thank you for today. I don’t really remember clearly now why I am thanking you but still, thank you. So just gonna enumerate things that are still solid in my head. Thank you for reassuring me earlier that there had been nothing going on between the two of you. Thank you for asking me, “Don’t you trust me?” because in that question, I have realized that I could, I do, and I should. Thank you for that.
Thank you for eating beside me and sharing food with me earlier. Dining with you is one of my most favorite things now. Well, doing anything with you is actually my favorite heehee. Even for that 30 minutes of doing I don’t know what, thank you for that. Thank you for bullying me into making me sit beside you and hold the fan and take turns.
Also, thank you for trusting me, in turn, and making me forge your mother’s signature. It may sound all so wrong now but I really appreciated it. I know that you could have just let your (guy) friend do it, or just anyone who was there with you. But no, you waited for me to come. And called for me.
Lastly, thank you for playing that weird game with me and even doing what I recognize as baby talk. That meant a lot to me. Seriously, that, for me, was an indicator. And I just wish that you just make your move already.
P.S. Thank you for listening to my endless stories, even if most of the time they don’t even mean anything anymore. I just hope that you won’t get irritated by them and not think of me as what he thought of me back then. I wish you just appreciate these shallow, nonsensical stories, and take them as I would like to share every experience that I have with you. Or should I stop telling you nonsensical stuff so that we could talk about the more serious stuff?