Four months ago, I was a different person. Today, I am yet another different person. Nobody expected, in fact not even myself expected me to be who I am today.
Within this three months, it has been the best days of my life. Many things had happened and am really glad it did. Unfortunately, it never lasts.
He isnt my dream guy. He isnt the guy I’d picture myself going out with. He is an average but very psychotic guy. He is a typical spoilt-brat. He is short. He has a big belly. He is extremely emotionally sensitive or some-say protective. And he owns an ugly profile of his past. He is everything you wouldnt want your guy to be. Well, not exactly everything. But after all… The past is in the past and somehow rather; when it happens, it happens. Those around me would know better what exactly happened.
He gave me a memorable three months which is enough for me to live for the rest of my days. Though he aint perfect, he still manage to give the best of what he could. He is the first who took me out on a real proper date. Yes, proper decent dinner, desserts, my favorite hot hazelnut chocolate drink from Starbucks and a movie. He is the first who taught me how to accept and never disgrace others. He is patient towards my attitude. Never complains no matter how much I bully him. He tries to adapt with my social-life tho he never liked it. He is there for me during my rough days and knows exactly how to comfort me. He would walk under the rain at three in the morning just to get me chocolates. He broke his beliefs of a pure vegetarian by eating eggs just because I love it too. He would sit and watch me do my assignments up to wee hours just to accompany me. He even buys roses and daisies on random days that truly made my day. I know some of you might think this is ridiculous or for the guys, you might think that’s just what every other guy would do.. Well, I could go on and on about the facts about him which where none would believe unless they witness with their own naked eyes. Though, like any other ordinary human beings.. He surely does have his own bad habits. Anyway, as I’ve mentioned.. It never last. He left about two weeks ago to do his degree in Australia or maybe Canada, oh god knows where his final decision would be. Whether or not there will be more chapters of this fresh new blossoming relationship, we leave to destiny to decide.
Therefore, this entry is specially dedicated to him for I could not be there with him for two of the special occasions. To my valentine, Happy Belated 21st and Happy Valentines Day to you. Though we’re far apart, it doesnt matter. Everyday is a valentine for as long as am filled with your love. What matters most is you stay strong and tell me you’ll be back soon for me = )
With loads love, hugs and kisses,
your biwi.
