Sunday, September 17 @3:43 PM
Sunday.When everyone is still in their dreamland,i'm out having breakfast with my baby.Seems like a million days since we last met.he told me something.Sssshhhh.i'm trying to ignore.i'm trying to treat it as if it's not my problem.i'm gonna let my baby settle this.Little did i know that it's gonna haunt me for the rest of the day."but beauty of marriage is that if you picked the right personand you both love each other,you'll always figure out a way to get thru it.....1pmHome is my destination.Train is expected to be empty at this hour.As everyone should be heading out.No.Yes.There are more baggage and luggage than people.People are trying their very best to sleep.People are trying their best to talk softly.but...As much as i'm trying to concentrate on my book,thoughts keep coming to me.It just wont leave.It's irritating.i'm getting distracted."What if...?""but...""No,i cant..."i dont want any fairy tale.i dont want any idol-like story.i just want ours story.our own story.no one else will have the same story as us,my love.
