I don’t know if it’s love or just feeling want to accept anyone that’s available, because of trauma over things happened in the past. We both have quite a bad past, and we know it. We both want to start over and write on a new page. We both don’t want to linger into lust and passion, and just want to make a good and fresh new start, to build a good family. I might look too pushy or short-thinking. But—hey, I thought, why don’t we bothstart writing on a new page, together? You’re looking for a wife-to-be, and I’m looking for a husband-to-be. We both ask each other to find that ‘Mir. Right’ and ‘Miss. Right’. Rather than you have to go through all the trouble to look for that ‘Mr. Right’ for me, and so am I, and we both have to start from the ground with someone that we might completely don’t know, why don’t we’re become one for each other? I might not know you completely, but we’ve been best friends since high school. I feel like you have all that I’m looking from a man. How you treat women with full of respect, how you’re being such a family guy and child loving, how you’re being so responsible over your work. On top of that, you’re willing to give your hands for me. You’re willing to do anything to make me smile. You’re willing to commute almost 100 km on weekend to continue your Degree although you have to work on weekdays, so that you can complete your Degree before we’re married. This, might start with a confusion, with some reckless, desperate-like and foolish act, some giving up and giving in, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes, to protect it, to nurture it, to give it a room to grow. So that, we could be still together till we both gray and wrinkle, till death do us apart. Although now we’re both living in different countries, I’ll do whatever it takes to complete my study, and to reach all my dreams and targets, so that we could be together, as a family, somewhere in the future. And I’m glad, there is you.
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I don’t know if it’s love or just feeling want to accept anyone that’s available, because of trauma...
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