Cute Receipt Stories
I found this cute Receipt Stories which directed from BookExcess page.
I don’t know why I looked up. But looked I did. That was when she caught my eye. She was on the floor, knees raised in a huddle, reading a novel. Maybe it was her total engrossment. Maybe it was…I really don’t know. All I know was that she intrigued me. A lot. The bookshelf she leaned against was labeled ‘Romance’ on one side and ‘Thriller’ on the other. I wondered which one.
I can’t describe her nor remember what she wore. I type this in hope when you pay for your blue-jacketed book, you’ll see this, mystery girl.
CONTRIBUTED BY : Vern
"Love is not about buying me stuffs and not being here with me!"
I hung up before he could say anything.
"What's love then?" I question myself.
I looked up across the road to see an old Chinese couple walking slowly, holding hands, sometimes slowing further to catch their breath and rest their knees. They were smiling to each other, clearly in love. Despite walking under the scorching hot sun, no pressure at all.
There. That's love. See that sincere smiles?
I knew then what I had to do. Search for my own glad, thankful smile.
CONTRIBUTED BY : Mimi
source : http://www.receiptstories.my/
I don’t know why I looked up. But looked I did. That was when she caught my eye. She was on the floor, knees raised in a huddle, reading a novel. Maybe it was her total engrossment. Maybe it was…I really don’t know. All I know was that she intrigued me. A lot. The bookshelf she leaned against was labeled ‘Romance’ on one side and ‘Thriller’ on the other. I wondered which one.
I can’t describe her nor remember what she wore. I type this in hope when you pay for your blue-jacketed book, you’ll see this, mystery girl.
CONTRIBUTED BY : Vern
"Love is not about buying me stuffs and not being here with me!"
I hung up before he could say anything.
"What's love then?" I question myself.
I looked up across the road to see an old Chinese couple walking slowly, holding hands, sometimes slowing further to catch their breath and rest their knees. They were smiling to each other, clearly in love. Despite walking under the scorching hot sun, no pressure at all.
There. That's love. See that sincere smiles?
I knew then what I had to do. Search for my own glad, thankful smile.
CONTRIBUTED BY : Mimi
source : http://www.receiptstories.my/