A story of a girl- next door

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. . . .
When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves.
We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost.
That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.



Yes, I love you and always you him..

I love the way he treats me. I love the attention that he always gives to me. I still remember we used to message each other until dawn. Give him Good night and morning message just to show I care. I was glad that he cared bout me too. Messaging you on that time was my top hobby; I can say it was an addiction. Something that I was enjoyed to do it. Well, I choose a right man. That is you.

I love the way he motivates me about how to make my stomach from bulging/bloating. He said, “You have to reduce quantity of meals you eat and do not eat at night anymore if you really want to slim”. Me? Just give him a weak stare then.

I love the way he angry with me when I try to pluck my unwanted perm hair/yellowish hair. That’s makes my hair look bad though. However, he keep insists me that my hair doing fine, and leave them alone. Me as usual, will immediately let my fingers stop the action.

I like the way he tries to comfort me when we have unidentified problems which I always created. When both sides are too emotional to message, I’ll insist to call and ask each other personally, what actually disturb us. When I come with apology, the other side refused to say it but want a face-to- face solution which always hurt me, Actually, I hate when he does not prefers my concept of immediate apology on phone. Well, it teaches me slowly that when you see your loved ones then it will heal your soul. In fact, I believe that, because I love you and always love you no matter what.

Dear,
Do you still remember when you asked me why I love you? And my answer, “you’re different”. Yet, I am still stick with that principle. You are different. I still can’t get the ideas how we bump into this lovely bond. I just love you. We share so many things, what we like to do and what we don’ts. I know you as friend, as my male-friend, which I shared music with. I know you have thousands of knowledge about music that sometimes I pretend I do know the same thing. Just because want to stay close to you. We spent hours, I mean until late midnight shared about our personal when we first declared ourselves as a couple. We talked everything explicit and implicit things even though insects danced over me. Love is powerful bite than insect did to me. I will miss the moments. These memories will always stay in my heart forever and never be replaced.

I learn so many things from you. We are not just a couple who lust for desire but we are couple who seek for happiness and share our life together. This is what makes us different now.



P/S:
I love you and will be always love you, no matter what. I choose you as my forever soul mate. Love you sayanggg…