isa pang aray. rubbing more salt on the wound. hey why the hell not eh? akala ko panalo na ako kahapon talunan pa rin pala. hay. im so sick in the head (and the heart) for subjecting myself to all these...ano nga ba ito? sabi nga ni ivy better than none. erks. sana lang.
may ihihirit sana ako tungkol sa flowers dito. but wag na lang. someone might really kill me if i did. *lol*
Love Stories : Why Do I Love Him?Contributed by babyanne (Edited by blue_kuko) Thursday, September 23, 2004 @ 10:48:31 PM
Why do I love him?Tough question. I don't even know how or where to begin. I'm not sure if I could possibly find the right words to express what or how much I feel for him, let alone explain why I love him. I don't believe the English language has all the words I would need.
Why do I love him?I guess I just do. I love him just because. I love him just because that's the most natural and possible thing to do.I love him.I love him because he's the most incredible, wonderful, amazing and fantastic guy I have ever known in my entire life. I love him because he's sweet, charming, smart, witty, and has a great sense of humor. I love him because he's so cool he's hot.
I love him because he makes me smile. I love him because he makes me laugh. I love him because he makes me happy. I love him because he's the one and only guy who has ever made it through my wall and seen right through my mask. I love him because he accepts the real me, imperfections and all, and still appreciates me for who I am.I love him for being my friend. I love him because I could be whatever I want to be in front of him. I love him because we could talk about anything and everything under the sun.I love him because I feel safe when I am with him. I love him because we are comfortable with each other. I love him for giving me a helping hand when I had to pick myself up, but couldn't. I love him for offering his shoulder for me to lean on to when I had to be strong, but wasn't.
I love him for telling me not to drink too much alcohol, then pretending to be mad at me when I did drink too much. I love him for telling me not to stay up too late at night because it wasn't good for my health. I love him for texting and sending me sweet and mushy messages. I love him for those times when he would call or text me just when I was thinking of calling or texting him, when I was feeling down, or when I was missing him, like he has gone psychic all of a sudden.I love him for the kilig moments we had. I love him for always making me feel better, about myself and life in general. I love him for making me feel special. I love him for making me feel loved. But most of all, I love him for making me feel. I love him for making me realize that I am capable of feeling this way and this much for someone. I love him for making me feel alive.
So, why do I love him?I love him because he's all of these and more. So much more. I love him because he's everything. He's everything...but mine.
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