lonely

it's 12.49am now
there's noway zulky's gonna call me at this hour.
he's most probably asleep,leaving me waiting,and waiting endlessly for him to call.

it's just too painful to wait & expecting it to happen,but it just wouldn't.
he will tell me, ya don't worry, i'll call you.
but it just wouldn't happen.
i will have to pain stakingly call him and say baby,what time are you calling me?
after which then he's give me a quick call before he realizes he's sleepy.
so there goes my waiting hours. all sumed up in a 15inutes phone call.

i know his hectic schedule all too well.And that's cos he explains explicitly what happens at work.There are strings of chefs' names that i grow acquainted to,as if i know them personally.
He tells me stories about his buggy-driving experience, and how he got into a buggy accident,leaving the lights smashed to bits. I saw the cut on his finger,as he told me how he saw the skin "coming off" He tells me so much stuff, and i know him too well, he cooks like a God.
He cooks Godly food. I tasted them all. He never ever failed to amuse me with his home-cooked meals that he would prepare for us.

I'm missing him terribly. I remembered those days when we would head school together in the mornings. I remember the night walks,which i had to sneak out of the house,just to be with him. I remember all these things too well, and they never fail to amuse me when i'm lonely, and thinking madly about him. I'm going insane.

We're suppose to meet after my last day of A's,this coming Tuesday.
But i have a very bad feeling that things wouldn't turn out as what we planned.
I told him this, but he confidently told me, don't worry,when the time comes, i'll know what to do.
That sounds comforting. But...as i told him many times before, it's very difficult to squeeze time out of his overly busy schedule.

I need to regain my strength and patience. They're wearing out all too fast,too soon.


looking forward for Tuesday,love...