I am not a huge fan of watching movies, I rarely watched such with all honesty. As I remembered before, movies made me sleepy, it always drowsed me off to slumber. But aside from my gallery in the attic, which was my course of action to bond with her, I can't think of any other means to spend quality time with Angelou indoors.
I desired to be with her more. I could go all day and night just beside her, to watch her beauty and be drowned in her eyes. My heart craves for her presence as days pass, aching to see her and dying to know more of her if possible. She was like an addiction that I can't get enough of and badly needing on a regular basis. She had become my habitual vice that I didn't want to get cured of. Being with her always feels like home, completely relaxed and warmly comfortable. With her, there's this strong emotion that evokes in me and paints a powerful picture of love and belongingness.
