How time flies! It’s the night again. I usually hit the shower before going to sleep. I think I’m a morning person

and the only thing that keeps me energized at night is when I freshen up. And here I go again with my night

routine, wearing make-up to bed.

            “Ya! Siwan-ah,” I said after seeing him too preoccupied at his reflection. I pulled him towards his side of

the bed after telling him to quit fixing his hair. Can’t he see he’s already beautiful? Ugh! That word. Oh! He

smiled. It was the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. There goes that word again! I lied down and thought

about it. What does he think of me? Surely, he thinks I’m annoying and I get on his nerves. But I wonder

what he sees when he looks at me.

            To tell you the truth, I have never let him see my face without make-up. I really don’t know why. As

much as the truth hurts, I think I’m scared. I’m scared that I might lose him. Wait! Is he even mine? Aish! That’s

not even the point. The point is, I feel like I can hide what I truly feel for him when I’m wearing make-up. I don’t

want him to see me sad. I don’t want him to know that there’s something I want to let him know.I’m really not

sure if I’m someone he even cares about. 

            It’s usually cold in the evening, but sleeping beside him feels kinda warm.

***************************