Whenever we both had miscommunications and arguments, I would tremble in fear whatever happened to our relationship, then made me think twice and spoke to him the next day.
And I remembered he would embrace and kiss me after I made up to show that he didn't mind our past arguments.
We have been like that since we started dating. It wasn't new to us and we got used to it.
He changed how I feel. I did what he wanted, like a puppet on strings. Who made me the first one to fall in love?
A week ago, Hendrix sent me a screenshot of the movie ticket and told me, [Look! This is the premiere you've been looking forward to. Maybe we can go together and watch it on Valentine's Day.]
That was his sign of making up.
Once he knew what I liked, it made me very on cloud nine. But now, I only feel calm and tired inside.
However, I still dared to reply, [Alright. See you then.]
As usual, I found myself getting up because of that person again.
I remember to eat but not to fight. With that in mind, I couldn't help but laugh aloud.