I want to be the first person you see, when you wake up, every morning.

I want to spend forever with you.

Ever since I've started talking to you, over the weirdest topic one could ever think of, on Facebook, I began to smile to myself without even noticing. And on that date, we played a game and instead of letting it stay as merely a game, it became real. We went out, we held hands, we hugged, we kissed, and we had our ups and downs, though no quarrels. I hope our relationship would stay like this, positive and loving to the end. But of course, I want to grow closer to you. Did you know, my heart grows fonder of you as each day passes, and I want to spend every second, minute, hour and day with you. But of course, you need your space, and I need mine. And we can't stay with each other forever because there's a place and time that we have to part, regardless of how deep or shallow our love is. I want your lips to be with mine, I want to feel your chest against me, I want to hear you whisper "I love you" in my ear before kissing my cheek like how you did, outside my house. I miss it all. Though you're not that good looking, but you have the personality I want. You're perfect in my eyes. And you told me that I am, in your eyes. Though I'm short and fat and have an attitude problem, you gave in to me continuously and held me tight, close to your heart. You stole the keys to my heart, my dear, and you've locked it up with yours, throwing the keys away. I'm yours to keep, and I wish that you'd never break my heart, ever. I love you. Counting down: 12 days.