It has been the best four years of my life. I have never thought of feeling various emotions in me. And yet, I did. All throughout these years, I did. It was good---a new sense of good. 

It wouldn't always be bliss. Never will it always be bliss. We faced problems --- problems within our own selves, problems in our families, even problems within us --- but still, we fought them, and won.

All these years, you made me believe in you. Hell, I trusted you. I've given you all that I can give, given you all that I have, and I have not regretted that decision once.

Until now.

I've always thought that people in relationships turn to each other in times of need, in times of happiness, in all times. That's what I do. I always want to tell you what happened during my day, to talk to you about everything no matter how trivial it gets.

I thought that I can be your confidante. I like to hear you talk about...things, anything. But I guess it is too much of a demand from me.

Perhaps, I can also be your bestfriend?

- your girlfriend -