He perfect me

He perfect me.

Well, how to say it?

Ehm… it’s like a sharing but not, nah. This is my blog, so yeah, I can post anything I want in this platform.

Well, there’s a boy who I admire so much. I won’t show his name.

Here I want to share that he has so much things that I don’t have. Oh well, I’ve been with this guy almost 3 years. And what I got from him?

His perceptive about something which is more noticing positive thing than the opposite.

His good manners.

His modesty.

He always says that he just “a small person behind the scene who is not noticed” but nah, for me, he has a lot of contribution when it forcing him to make something. anything. You did well, boy. As always. But still you’re modest. Someday it'll be appreciated as big as your effort.

When he knows about something, let say a theory or anything refers to knowledge. He doesn’t speak it aloud to the world, he act like…oh I’m just moron. I don’t know anything. But well, he definitely knows but he rather silent.

The way he always smiles even to stranger. And I’m not that kind of person who always smiles to stranger, but he teaches me that I have to be like that. Well, I’m trying but it’s hard.

Day by day passed by and I made mistakes. A lot.

I think he perfect me, but am I perfect him?

I’m stupid that when I undergo my PMS. I often show my anger to him. Idk why, but I think that’s pointless and just make a mess. And he sometimes dejected but he always come back and be nice to me. He always advises me to control my anger. Well, I’m trying boys, always. But it’s hard :’(

Sometimes I speak out the worst unimportant words but he still smile like an idiot to make me smile.

Thank boy. Thank you for always here with me until now. Thank you for always makes me smile. Even sometimes I want to punch you, but nah, that just crossed my mind when I’m PMS. Actually, I want to hug you.

It’s me with my bad emotional.

It’s me with my ego.

It’s me who selfish.

It's me who fussy

But you perfect me.

I want to be nice like you. I want to be a good person.

I want to always beside you.

But I’m not hoping too much.

Well, I just want.

I want to hold your arms, I want to hug you.

Thank you for always be here for me. Thank you for always listening about my stupid stuffs or else.

Thank you for always make me stronger and always advise me to not cry anymore.

I’ll try it.

I’ll try to be nice.

Bismillah….

Thank God, you still give me a chance to be with him.

Please give me a chance to be a better person for him, and for anyone I love ya Allah…