What’s love? Is love about cuddling together to sleep? Is love about waking up next to your love? Is love about making love to the special one? Is love about not wanting to find out what he does behind your back to avoid getting hurt? Is love about wanting this person so much even though he has let you down alot? Is love about holding on to the r/s even though there might have no future ahead? Is my love all about you, Brent?
Woke up from a helluva night of circuit lounge, rolling in the deep on the bed can’t sleep :( yet my bf is sleeping so soundly! This sucks.
On a lighter note, I just feel saying: I love you, Brent Wang. Stay by me, don’t ever leave!