I’ve met a man who is so so loving. He makes me feel so special, so extraordinary.
He puts my photo as his phone’s wallpaper. He gives in without persuasion. He hugs me from behind. He gives me surprises. He goes the extra mile to my place when I’m lazy to head out. He takes random pictures of me when all I care about is taking photos of my food. All he uploads on Instagram is my/our photos. He puts my needs in front of his. He rather get hurt than hurt me. He hides his troubles from work cos he knows I’ve enough work problems on my plate and doesn’t want me to worry about him. He cheers me up with sweet little nothings cos he knows I love them. At times when I’m wrong, he’ll say I’m right just to make me feel I’ve “won”. He secretly feels heart pain whenever I tell him about my job, but still encourages me to hang in there cos support is what I really need. He never get sicks whenever I talk about my job. He has a very very big heart. He showers me with so much love and care. He is the one.
“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”—Bob Marley