How do you know "MR Right" as the world defines him?
How do you know you've met with the "right one"?
How do you know he is the best for you?
How do you know there wouldn't be someone else better for you?
- Sweeter, Richer, Faster, More Handsome?
How do you react when the guy you love apologize for his past?
How do you react when he said he’s sorry whatever happened affected you?
How do you reject or accept such statements?
For one, he didn't ask for such past right?
But then again, he should have been “at his best” for you right?
How do you know when to pick up?
How do you know when to let go?
How do you know when to accept?
How do you know when to reject?
How do you know when to support?
How do you know when to be harsh?
For me, I live by faith.
Faith in the conviction God has placed in me.
Faith that when God says he is made for me, I'll accept it.
Faith that he has tried to make up for his past.
Faith that when I pciked up his love, he'd do his best.
Faith that when I accepted him, he never took it for granted.
Faith that when God tells me, “This man is crumbling”, I’d be able to pick him up.
Faith seems like the blindest thing to rely on, but yet, the only thing I can rely on.
A man I have known for 8years, liked for 8years.
A man I have waited for during these 8years, with blind trust that God would bring him back.
A man I have placed on a level so high he was like a dream.
A man I have looked up too and lived his ways since I could remember.
A man I once called guardian angel.
A man who always seem to turn up whenever I need him the most.
A man infront of, I cna be most relax.
A man that for 8 years I have spoke to him things that no one else knows.
A man that people always asked, “Why would a man 8years older than you want to have anything to do with you?”
A man no one ever understood why I waited for.
A man people usually tell me to give up, saying he don’t care.
A man that I carried hope base on the sentence, “I will be around to watch you until you graduate from university. By then, if you wanted to fly, I’d let you go.”
A man that for 8years, I was always worried he’d leave one day and really never come back.
A man that was what I always fantazied for.
- The perfect boyfriend who’d love me with all his heart, yet never afraid to correct me when I am wrong. He’d do anything stupid with me and not feel embarrassed. He’d protect me from the “bad guys”. He’d become fiercely protective towards people who’d try to get close to me. He’d have only me in his eyes. He’d have his heart beating for me only, after God. He’d stand infront of me to protect me in times of danger. He’d love what I love. He’d show me off to the world. He’d hold me in public and with my hands in his, tell his friends, “she’s my girl.” The kinda boyf I’d write in fairytales and imagine it to be true. The kinda boyf when I was scared as a child, wished he was lying next to me re-assuring me everything was good.
The man who once was a dream, is now real.
What more can I ask God for?