I still recall what happened last Friday. He text me and asked for my picture. It sure was to update his phonebook, but, I don’t know, I’m just glad he did ask mine. At least, he thought of me once in awhile, although it was a random phonebook, and that’s enough for me, that came from someone out of reach for me.
And deep down, I still want him, and I think I still have at least a little pure love for him that’s ready to be grown as an eternal flower of love.
His image and personality, as far as I know, is completing the image and personality of the man in my dream.
Now, is he too perfect? Do I still believe in my dream? Well, I might and I might not, but I do believe that everything happens for the best reason.
I wish I knew what will happen…
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