The one question I dread the most was asked yesterday.
"Where is your boyfriend?"
Each time the question was asked, my heart sank deeper and deeper.
When I collected the stuff from him, I had a heavy heart. It got worse when I saw his face.
I cried when I walked back to my home. Nobody knew I broke down. I melted when I saw the message he sent. I wanted to call out and ask him to come. But I didn't. I knew my parents won't be happy and I don't want to be sandwiched, and so, I didn't asked.
It took me a while to open up all the gifts. I opened his last. When I saw the gifts he gave me, I broke down again. This time, in my room, alone. I melted when I saw the letter. I softened. I want him to know that I want to be his everything, the story of his life, his future. But I can't do it without him compromising with what I want.
I want us to work. I don't want to give us up. We really need to talk and compromise. I want to prove to my parents that he is worth my love.
Lastly, I want him to listen to my favourite songs, Open arms by Journey and 爱你 by Kimberly Chen.
Below are voice recordings that I sang. Select the title to hear it.
I love you.
♥SWAK
12:56 AM