People are so lucky. They are so damn lucky that they don't realize what they have in their bag. In life we don't always need a perfect partner, but we need someone who would understand us, believe us and show us how much they love us. Not everyday we ask for that, but a constant reminder for the one person makes us feel amazingly special. I write this, I envy people having all of that. I mean, I've been waiting for that since idk maybe forever. No matter how many people come and go, I always dreamt of having a few days where I wake up to that person, do all the things that I want to with that person. Cook for them, or maybe cook together. Watch movies together with some coffee, cuddle in the cold nights, and watch over them while they sleep peacefully in my arms.
How can someone be unhappy with that? How can someone ignore all of that and try to find reasons to fight in all of that? Damn you guys who do that. Realize this you fools, that you're living a dream if you are living the way I just said you're.
You fools, realize and respect a girl who never complains of the things you never do for them. You fools realize that so many people don't get the opportunity to have what you got. Respect it, love it, and make the best and the most out of it.
And if you can't, then get the fuck out of it, and let the people who can do it for them. Let the right people be lucky and let them deserve what they actually do deserve. Stop being an ass to the people you love, put in some efforts and work your way through. That is how to build a relationship, and not by just good looks and physical satisfaction. It's all about the efforts and sacrifice, with love and dignity.
I’m going to love you. I’m going to love you in your weakest moments to your strongest ones. I’m going to love you when you’re happy and I’m going to still love you the most when you’re sad. Don’t you understand? I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. I want to love you, each and every piece of you. I want you with your imperfections as much as I want you for you. And I’m always going to want you, I’m always going to be here loving you with everything.” — im here// (via tullipsink)
This will be the third time i wish you for your birthday hahah! Perhaps my love for you times three? Naww 🙈. It feels like yesterday I saw you in Seladang and talk about our very first assignment 'Me, Myself and I'. Or how we walked together to eat at the cafe near CIMB after class. I guess time really flies. Now of all the things that we've shared and been through will become part of memories. And we all knew how every memory has two categories; either a nasty one that you wish to throw right away or a sweet and memorable one that you wish to cherish it forever. Thats the law of memory. You cant just destroy that rotten memory. But you can slowly heal it with all the lovely one. And I'm beyond glad and grateful to Allah that you're somehow are the cure to the obstacles that I have to face over these four years. Thank you for being there to listen to all my stories. Thank you for accompanying me to French class, saving my seat in class, photostating notes for me, hand-in the assignments for me, fetching me here and there around the campus, i guess thank you for everything Bella. Today you're officially 23 years old and I hope our friendship last forever so that even we're 70 years old I will still be able to talk about these memorable memories that we've shared. May Allah bless you always Bella. You're indeed one in a million. And I'm glad you are my friend ❤️. Happy birthday again! Love you Sis!