...the way he looks at me.
...the way he smiles at me.
...his cute laugh.
...his sweet kisses.
...his hugs.
...the way he stares at me.
...the way he holds my hand.
...the way he puts his arm around my shoulder.
...the way he makes fun of me.
...having dinner with his family.
...going to the hill with him.
...going on trips with him.
...watching movies with him.
...going to his gigs.
...having late night talks with him.
...seeing him play the bass and guitar.
...making him pout.
...looking at old photo albums with him.
...caressing his cheek tenderly.
...waking up beside him.
...staring at him when he's asleep.
...hugging him to sleep.
...the way he calls me "honey".
...the cheeky way he looks when he tickles me.
Most of all, I miss being his Princess Gorgie.
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This candid shot of him always brings a smile to my face... =')
It was taken in Malacca less than a month ago...
5 comments:
We live to build memories, no matter bitter or sweet. Treasure the sweet ones and the bitter as a unique part of you. Take care and god bless
May I know who you are?
I just happenned to chance upon your blog. Went through something really similar previously, so just thought I'd drop a comment =)
Forgot to mention, I'm the anonymous person above.
Hello. I dunno what really happenned so i wont comment it was right or wrong. Anyway i agree to your what your fren above said. It is all part and parcel of life. what dun kill u makes u stronger. Well hope everything works out for u.I also hope it wont be the same like the last time i chatted with u.
vincent AKA hamster
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