that handphone was suppose to be a gift.
what a ugly surprise he had installed for her.

i don't understand where do i stand now.
everytime when i see him come home, i am actually glad to see him.
but why does he always like to surprise us this way?
i used to pray for him.
but now, i can't find my strength to do it anymore.
i am disappointed, little can i do anything either.

every facet of the unknown, i see no beauty in it,
neither did i see joy and happiness reflecting.
then why she enjoyed being a substitute?
does being a second class makes you happier?
or you simply have no limbs to work for own live?
you are just like an algae, feeding on the others to survive.
you are unsightly, slimy and unwanted.
most of all, you are unwelcome.

should i blame him?
i really don't know....