happy bloody valentine..

Dear love..

Today, should be our first valentine but you’ve ruined it.
Why don’t you wait for tomorrow to say those things?

I know I’m not the one you’re looking for. I’m far away from perfect.
But don’t you realize how much I love you?
Isn’t it love that you need from me?

It’s love that makes me so selfish to be with you so badly..
It’s love so I don’t care about what they think about you..
It’s love that turns me into someone I don’t know anymore..
But I’d never regret about this love.. too good to be forgotten..

Our midnight talking..
Our imaginary wedding – honeymoon..
Our “I don’t love you” thing..
Our “11 Januari” moment..
Our first complicated date..
Our “prime suspect” that lead to our first kiss..
And of course our Bali things where the love came by..

And I just know.. too hurt to let you go..

Bye, love..

Ps : to me you’re perfect..