There's a place that i know, it's not pretty there and few have ever goneif i show it to you now, will it make you run away?or will you stay, even if it hurts?even if i try to push you out, will you return?
like a diamond from black dustit's hard to know what can become If you give upso don't give up on me--Kelly Clarkson
I'm not perfect. I'm just lucky enough to have him by my side. When you know someone will still there accepting whoever you are, how ugly can you become, how bad your past is, you would know how I feel. I've been trying to write words for what I feel, but nothing can represent it. He's surely different from anyone I could imagine. Well, I guess it doesn't take a prince in white horse to make me feel this way. It only takes a skinny, quirky guy, that can't respond well to my feelings. It takes someone who is compeletely different from me and from everything I ever imagine.
I remember times I got angry at him because he didn't response something I sincerely said well. I thought for a moment, he didn't care at all. Well, maybe he's not that good at dealing with girls. But then I remember the times he picked me up in the middle of the night because I said I'm really hungry. When he travelled so far to give me my forgotten stuffs. How he gladly accompanied me to watch movies though he said he hates movies. The times he is really tired but still listening to all my jabberish while taking me to dinner. Or when he get wet because he let me use his only umbrella. And when he buy me food when I'm sick. I realised, I don't need him to tell me he cares.
I always wanted to tell him that even though I can be so stupid sometimes, and do the same mistakes all over again, he would still be by my side. When I looked back, I didn't know how he put up with me all this time. I was selfish and self-centered, but he's still there.
Please don't give up on me
"Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for." Bob Marley
