Tuesday, July 10, 2012

UNTITLED...to ask, or not to ask. that is the question.

Why do you love me?
he finally ask the question. Me looking at him, I was quite stund. he never ask this question before. after more than 1 year of dating, he finally ask me that question.
Huh? why you ask? you never ask. the one who always come out with that questions are always me, not you. why you ask?
I dunno. I'm just bored. saje suka-suka. huhuhu
i look at him. and continue to play carcasson. he continue flipping his phone.
then, me being me. i started singing a song.
'your yummy hair makes me......'
'your ear makes me....'
'your pipi makes me....'
'your shoulder makes me....'
'your neck makes me...'
and it continues.....
he just giggle at my dorky song. a song i came up with at that moment. and i dunno why.
when he smile, he giggles, he laughs, it makes me happy. i like it when he thinks i'm funny when i'm not trying to be.
no reasons at all to love somebody. i learnt it from him. he doesnt have a reason when i ask him.