dreaming to be with MY family

I saw this again, after going through the last chapter of Moe Kare, one of the mangas I've read in the past. This made me teary-eyed when I first finished reading the manga. The feeling I had was kinda queasy, like I wanted to have the same scene in my life in the future. Not exactly, but to meet that person you really love and to have a family with him was one of my girlish dreams, I suppose. I want to experience LOVE, where just looking at the eyes of my husband, I know the words he wanted to say..

But, o well, it will be too many years from now for that to happen, I hope.
And one bright morning, I will face the day with a big smile as I looked back at my sleeping husband and future baby (hope babies=TWINS!) ^_^


[credit picture to www.mangafox.com ~ thanks!]

addicted to you

Yes.
I am REALLY addicted to this latest manga that I have been reading.

KAICHOU MAID-SAMA
[Student COuncil President is a Maid]


I won't tell much about the story, but I recommend YOU to go and read it.
Cool, fun and romantic.


[credit to www.mangafox.com - thank you!]

This part in the manga is what I have been dying to read since the beginning.
Well, see actually.

The night where Misaki finally confessed, well not wholly confessed the 'I Love YOu' part.. I'll be waiting for that one..but what matters is that, at least she admitted how Usui affects her!

SWEET!

O well, I can feel love in the air.
I hope Ch. 44 comes out soon!


LOve it.
LOOOOOOOOOoooooove it!
Haha.

on and off

It was a struggling decision when I confessed.
Even though it was not personally executed, it was emotional.
That time, I decided to step away..
from the world we both share.
Seeing one another was like fate entangling us both.
I am not trying to tie the rope of our hearts together..
so I continued hiding, staying away.
But life sure has its own makings and we met again on the crossroad.
Touch, the consent, the acceptance..
the choice of erasing what has been said and done.
To save something, you have to sacrifice.
My heart is settled, I guess.
The mere feeling of your hand entertwined in the strands of my hair.
That proves I'm still part of you.
And you to me.
I should be contented, not selfish.

We may not be lovers.
We're friends.
That's how it is supposed to be, right?