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It has been 4 months since we have been dating. FOUR FUCKING MONTHS!!!

Well, debatably and sensibly so, 4 months is a small amount. But with him I would celebrate every second, let alone months. 

I would not know how to say 'I love you' without flustering but I hope my eyes show, I would not know how to express my emotions into words but I hope he sees the slight red tint on my cheeks by his words, I would not know how to flirt but I hope my poems and jumbled paragraphs seem fluttery enough. Actually, I do not and would not know many things, but I hope I can learn every thing with him by my side.

Honestly, me being the delusional one, I have had thoughts of having him as my boyfriend. But the reality surpasses my delusions. 

Like, who would have thought that a guy who roasted me for fun, will be rethinking if even a minute thing feels like it would hurt me. Who would have thought the guy who said that love is dumb and stuff, would be so eager for a virtual kiss or a simple (shyly said) 'I love you'. Who would have thought that he would send cute paragraphs on how much he loves me. Who would have thought that he would be telling me that I look beautiful every day without fail. 

Who would have thought him as a person who didn't at all talk about his feeling, would open up with trust like that. Every time he says 'I trust you' my heart calms down as if the weight on it is loosening it's strength. It is quite a mystical thing to feel.

I don't know what I did to be with him, but surely I would go through hell for a million times if it meant I would be with him for the 'forever' after that.

He is just so fucking great, you know. By the way he looks at me, I believe that eyes speak a million little things. By the way he smiles, I am sure that a smile can surely sparkle up your world. By the way he talks, I feel this feeling of being understood that is, I don't know, like assuring, validating. By the way he makes me feel, I just know that I am long gone, beyond love, beyond fate, beyond lifetimes and beyond all. 

He is the part of my life which I want to be everlasting. He is like a afternoon sky, all shades aligning, each with a different component but go together so great. He is like a sky full of stars, he is like the greenery near the hill side, he is like the fog in the dawn, he is like the air feeling cold on my body, he is every thing for me.  

I just want to say, god, I love him. I love him for all my years, forever.

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even the once way beyond forevers.







Thank you so much

For giving this your precious time

Stay tuned for more!

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