I think I am always walking on the tight rope with Andrew’s parents. It’s like, I thought I took a small step forward, and then bam…
I took 4 steps back.
I don’t know what I can do to click with them anymore. I am trying to change myself accordingly.
More serious. More business-like. More realistic. More traditional. More of what they like, and less of what I am.
But I feel like that I am always back at hitting the cold hard wall. I am useless.
Sunday was meant to be a relaxing one, for me and him to let loose and fall in love all over again.
And yesterday was indeed like that. Sun-filled and love-going.
Simplicity with a dash of friendship. It was a good Sunday.
It should have ended on a good note, but coming back seeing his parents.. I know what we did yesterday, they will never approve. They will put a frown on their face and they would think that we are wasting our youth away.
I feel guilty and I feel restricted. I feel like I have again failed them, with nothing to even begin with.
I looked at Andrew, and said that I am afraid of them.
“I love you”
Was his reply as we walked up hand in hand.
Yes baby. I will hang on