Stay

I miss him more every single day.

I know it was just 3 weeks.

But in that 3 weeks, I went through a lot.

A. LOT.

Emotionally, mentally and physically.

& through it all, I really missed him.

Whatever time I get with him has never been enough.

Not even close.

But I know I have to make do with it.

I don't even know if I'll get to meet him this week, or the next, or the next.

But until then, I only have this picture to remind me of how much he's changing.

Truth be told, I miss a lot of people.

I miss my poly friends, the ones whose friendships I've held close to me.

I miss Natasha, the one friend who knows me like the back of her hand.

I miss my social life, the life before I was restricted to my career.

Don't get me wrong, I love my job.

I sure as hell do.

But sometimes, I just want to be free of the women-controlling environment.

During meetings, I always have the urge to scream.

But all I do is grin and bear it.

These women, these old ladies.

Sometimes, I pray that they retire soon.

Hahaha.

I'm starting with my practicum folder, so that I can finish it ASAP.

Wish me lots of luck.

I really wish I had a friend, a real one, at my centre.

All of them already have their own 'cliques', even at their age.

Plus, the language barrier makes it harder for me.

So I keep to myself.

Plus, I learnt the hard way that I can't trust them.

Not all, but a few of them.

Like they always say, where women flock, gossip and backstabbing exist too.

Boy, am I frustrated at this world.

I love how Mayday Parade songs tell a story. :)

Oh can you tell, I haven't slept very well

Since the last time that we spoke

I said, "Please understand I've been drinking again, and all I do is hope"

Please, stay

Please, stay

I'll admit I was wrong about everything 

Cause I'm high and I don't wanna come down 

All the fun that we had on your mother's couch

I don't even wanna think about 

I'm not strong enough for the both of us 

What was I supposed to do 

You know I love you 

Whoa-oh 

Please just stay 

Stay