I Cinta you...

Guy's point of view


(Here's the take on relationships from a guy's POV. NOT MINE)

From a guys point of view:

We don't care if anda talk to other guys.

We don't care if you're Friends with other guys.

But when you're sitting seterusnya to us, and some Rawak guy walks into the room
and anda jump up and tackle him without even introducing us, yeah.

It doesn't help if anda sit there and talk to him for ten minit with out
 even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.

We don't care if a guy calls you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a 
little concerned.

Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it...

This is not my work. All credit goes to J-Roc on Yahoo Answers.

Love is waking up every morning and that person is the first thing on your mind. It's when anda would do anything to see them smile and it breaks your hati, tengah-tengah so much to see them cry that anda cry with them. It's when anda want them to be happy even if it's not with you. Cinta is when every song anda hear reminds anda of them and every place anda see makes anda think of somewhere you've been with them. It's knowing that anda want to spend every minit of every jam of every hari of every tahun for the rest of your life trying to make that person...

He woke up with a jump.

Dammit. Not again.

He had been dreaming about her. It happened every time he thought he was getting better. It seemed like she didn’t want to be forgotten. She kept finding her way into his mind. He sat up in the dark, shaking. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep in the katil for a while again. Too many memories there. Too many thoughts of her wrapped around him under the covers. He couldn’t handle it. Once she got into his head, it took weeks for him to drive her out again.

He went out into the dapur and got some water. Then he stared at his reflection in the...