“Where are you? When are you going back home?”
“Okay.. Don’t be for long”
“I wont go back”
“Because you’re not home..”
We fight ALL the time. Not like once-a-day all the time but more than once in a day. Every time we fight, I tell myself that you hate me although I have no idea how you really feel and why you’re not stopping it. You are always the one throwing words to make me feel bad, horrible and guilty. That is why I hate you when we fight.
But baby, even though you make me feel bad, you step up to me and say you’re sorry in the most sweetest way. How can anyone (even with a heart of stone) not forgive you if you keep making them feel so special and not guilty again? I feel that way, special. The way you punish me because I say “sorry” first is simply the most adorable plus in you. I consider myself the luckiest girl alive to have someone like you.
*yes as you can tell, we just got out of another fight lol
I have never felt so blessed to have met a stranger. It feels like a wake up call for me, just to make me realize that not all boys are the same. Its like when you drink chocolate milk every single day of your life and you keep changing the brand because they taste weird in different ways but then, one day you unexpectedly find a new brand of chocolate milk in your fridge. And since that, you’re attached to it for the next decade or more.
I made no sense but meeting you was like that. I’ve been attached to you the moment I met you. I’ve never seen you around or talk to you but, when I did, I’m stuck. On you. Its been an amazing 3 months now that we’re together and believe me or not, I’ve never been so pationate about someone or even attached to someone for long.
I’ve seen couples who have been together for a longer time but I don’t know their story and they don’t know mine. And this is my story. This is how I really feel. Cheesy, yet awkward at the same time. So please don’t try to judge how I feel because I know how I feel.
I don’t want you to ever leave me, ever.
I love you.