What will happen?

If we ever got married, what will happen?

Will I have to clean the dirty dishes? Am I expected to?
Will you hug me every morning? Are you willing to?

If we didn't get married, what will happen?

Will I sell balloons at the Cathedral in Barcelona?
Will you sell your house and buy the Impreza?

Are those things better than us sipping teh tarik at Mahbub?
Or us having coffee and some pastry at Starbucks?

My answer is pretty obvious
My preference is all set
And if you happen to agree with me
Please know this...

I hope whenever I loose my head in anger
This blog will take me to kitchen and get rid of the dishes
I hope whenever you loose your patience in temper
This blog will open your arms and give me that hug

And when we both lost it to some heated moment
We can still sit at Mahbub or Starbucks and have that drink
Because if all other things about us differ
We kinda share that this one, no doubt about that