something i felt during lunchtime.

i was late by 50 mins.she seemed unhappy.she has the rights to i guess.but deep inside there was this little emotional battle.

part of me wanted to call her a selfish and impatient prick.argue with her, make sure she crash and burn.deny that it was my fault.ignore her.

part of me wanted to just look at her.see that frustrated face of her glaring at me.or just staring into space.at that point i dknw whether to break into a smile or just laugh.

i did none.i just observed her.

you see, despite all that.i enjoy seeing her this way.she looks cute and oh so attractive whenever she's angry or frustrated.it just makes me want to plant a kiss on her cheek on her face then flash a cheeky grin.

and then she's probably just roll her eyes and go "mehh" again.

now that's why she's so unique in her own way.she's the girl i love. ;)