You’re not the sweetest. You don’t spoil me. I am independent girlfriend, and I don’t know If I should be happy with that. You we’re the hardest puzzle I’ve ever know. Your personality is at variance. You’re clueless, you are more than a woman’s heart with full of secrets.
All of that, it makes you recherché.
I don’t know if it’s really difficult to deal with a young woman like me, whom dreaming for a story I just read, or a woman who believes for something rare. Cause honestly, I find it hard to deal with you. You’re such a realistic man.
I’m about to blame movies and books for having this kind of expectations. But all in all, I know you did everything to make me happy.
We’re maybe totally different like both sides of batteries, with negative and positive. This is to make everything balance, to have strong mix of good and bad, to have a better result, to be assorted and not plain.
This is how our relationship works; with thrill, not boring and rapturous.
So many girls around who are now lack of immorality and respect for themselves. So if ever you find your girl good and have the heart to grasp just to save whatever kind of relationship you have. Treat her right, please don’t go around making other girls fall in love with you when you already have a girl who would do everything for you. I just don’t get it…when boys almost always take the advantage of having this kind of girl. If you got a keeper, a believer or a not so perfect but a dream of every real man. Stop being jerk!! I mean, some guys are having a hard time searching for this kind of girl. All you gonna do is to treat her right, be fair and be the man whom she deserves.
He will find that my huge dark brown thumb mole is kinda weird and cute. And he will think that I have the sweetest smile besides of having crooked teeth. He will love to hear the blustering sound of my laugh till we roll on the floor. He will always remember that I love coffee instead of juices and soda. He will be my number one fan of my life, he will always believe that I was always a wonderful writer. And he will love to give me books than flowers. He will love to fix my boy cut hair and will always tell me that it suits me. He will chuckle to some of my boyish demeanor instead of asking me to be feminine. And he will always trembling as he keeps on squeezing my chubby arms. He will love to see me sleeping, watching how my eyes moving. He will always act he’s hurting terribly by my power kiiiiiiick and poweeeer punch though it just feels like an ant’s bite. He will always write me letters or just a piece of note because he knows I would love to receive one from him. And when my feet hurts, he will carry me along the way, nomatter how heavy I am, and nomatter how disgusting to do it. He will always give me a hug because he knows it recharging my feeble heart.
He will pray for me every night and day because I am such a blessing in his life and he will keep wishing that I might be his future wife. He will appreciate every simple things about me and will love me for what I am.
I know that my boyfriend is smilingly reading this. He knows how much it describes him.
This is not perfect but I love it. ❤
I used to be the shiniest star in your sky. The only one who sing you a song, the only one you’ve ever heard that has the lovely voice, the only one that makes you very proud. You’re my number one fan…before.
Until that girl came, who can say the sweetest praise for you, she cries about her pains to get you and the worst part ever, she sings, like how the mermaids mesmerizing a fisherman and I can’t believe you used to love it.
It breaks my heart, it’s like there’s a big black hole that occurs right here inside my chest. It withered my heart, and it’s about to die. No water can make it alive nor sunlight.
I used to be your shiniest star, but now I can’t even shine. She got part of you, nomatter how hard you tell me not. You told me I’ve got everything, I’m perfect for you. No, it’s not the thing! I’m jealous and it’s killing me.
Today, I will never ever sing.
Songs I wrote will be burned.
I’m wedded to my guitar, but with that it divorced us.
Now I tell you once again,
That girl is a poison.
I won’t fall with the standard beauty of a girl. I want beauty with strange. A girl who’s admirable without knowing she really is, a girl who doesn’t dress up to impress, a girl who loves to wear dirty rugged shoes.
She’s like a girl who draws, who can play guitars, who sings and of course who writes. :)) I will fall in love with her epic dance moves, ‘cause she’s not really good at dancing. I’ll love it when she makes silly billy faces every time she teases me or every time she complains.
I will be in loved with a girl who loves to check stars every night and not with a girl who check boys around every night. That girl could go everywhere without someone beside her. She’s probably a drama queen, but I won’t get sick of her.
If I were a boy…I won’t give the time of day with whores. If I were a boy, I would still believe that sex is special and must be done in private. If I were a boy, I would still believe that sex must be done with someone you really love, not just love but something more than that and not just for pleasure.
If I were a boy…I could understand that girl’s feeling is fragile so I should handle it with care!!!
After we get disappointed and have been extremely hurt. It can be staggeringly difficult to rebuild trust just to save the relationship. There may be some things that seems so unclear for you but we can use the crisis of betrayal to understand more the person who cause you pain rather than having self pity.
Rebulding trust is not just about maintaining a romantic tie. I could say that friendship can save you from hatred. The reason why we have a lasting partnership is probably because we retain strong friendship throughout our romantic relationship. Why friendship? Friendship requires willingness to understand each other’s inner world-our needs, desires, motivation and sense of well being.
We take responsibility in every mistake we make, wether it’s simple or huge. It is the most important predictor in rebuilding trust, the capacity of both members of the couple to take responsibility for what happened. It’s like a bitter pill to be swallowed just to make everything better.
Apart from the memories you did as a couple, there are certain things you did not as couple but being friends. Resolving problems together, sharing, play things together with your peers or talking about something without any romantic stuff. That’s the time you are being friends.
After establishing self responsibily, a big part of rebuilding trust is to regain sense of control. Stop thinking that you are a hapless victim of your partner’s whims and even thinking that you are a victim of your own mistakes.
Rebuilding trust is finding the reason why you held on for so long. Aside from you love him/her, you are afraid to lose one of your greatest friends.
Excuse this post. I just can’t resist the Kilig 😁😁 It took 12 scrolls. Actually It’s not the message, it’s his effort of typing the magic word.
The appearance of an apple is not really the reflection of its content. Usually it’s their opposite, so at-least try to search for the seeds deep inside them. It is what they are. Make Sense ~