Sometimes I really think one of the reasons why I love you is because I love myself when I am with you.
I love the way I look at you like there is no one else on Earth.
I love the way my eyes get wet every time you go far away.
I love myself preparing food, washing clothes and doing all the things I haven’t done before just for you.
I love the way I hold on you so tight.
I love the way I support you and be by your side.
I love the way I love you even when you’re not so lovable.
I love the way I miss you even when you’re right next to me in that moment.
I love you for me, not for you.
Everyone can misunderstand you.
But I know you. I know your soul.
I know that once you hurt me, you hurt yourself even more.
Somehow I hope my love can heal our pain.
Somehow I hope all the luck in this world will come to us.
Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who love madly.
I’m the person you have spent most of your time with for 2 years.
And it’s never enough.
Nice to meet you.