1 April, 2015

In the morning, the door ball rang just a little pass eleven in the morning.

To unexpectedly see you at my door step without a notice.

You brought a copy of Paper Towns, a bright yellow sunflower and a chocolate-brown stuffed bear, squished between your left arm and your side.

Of course, the first thing I did was to help you hold the book and the flower and made way for you to come in.

My day wasn't so horrible anymore.

Just that morning, I spilled coffee all over my own copy of Paper Towns.

Before I could even ask you why you bought it, you told me you had a dream so you decided to buy it and surprise me.

At that moment, I think I loved you more.

I don't think I've kissed you in my sweats and my messy bun before while you looked gorgeous, as always.

I couldn't help it, I didn't think a 'Thank you' would suffice enough to show you how thankful I am,

To thank you for existing in my life.

I just got lost in my own thoughts, what did I do deserve such a perfect being who’s standing in front of me.

I’d get lost in those pair of eyes, every single time I stare into them.

How brown they were and they’d turn hazel when light reflects onto it.

When you noticed, I was getting too deep into my thoughts, you’d bump your head on mine and smile stupidly.

How your lips would curve up into a smile, that I still fall for over and over again.