Authors note:
Well my name here is 'Double_bagger' most of you probably know the meaning.
But for those who don't it means someone who is even uglier than a bagger i.e a person who is so ugly that one would have to put a bag over their head (so as to hide their face). Not only does one put a bag over their head, one puts a bag over one's own head in case theirs falls off.
(Now its Bagger96 but I hope I have explained the meaning of bagger as well so yeah.)
I think a lot can be guessed from just the name.
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From when all that surrounded me was darkness and light snores till the birds announced arrival of the morning I looked, I searched for a flaw in him. Perhaps it's his love that has blinded me or the way he looks at me, eyes filled with so much love.
Enough to make my heart shudder and my mouth go dry, enough to make words impossible to come out.
Perhaps it's the way hurricanes even fail to make his hair look any less beautiful and his eyes shine any less, maybe because in that moment the time is ours, the spaces between our fingers do not fit perfectly into each other's, but that's what we are. Imperfect.
Perhaps there isn't any, flaw, perhaps I don't wanna see any. Or perhaps it's just him.
I thought, I thought about the worst case scenarios and the best. How he says 'In shaa Allah' (by the will of God) for the best and 'I love you' for the worst.
How he makes my heart melt when I tell him that I'm scared and that how happiness and I never get along. For how he reassures me. How his words make the muscles in my stomach go wild and how this, this and his mere existence and this love makes me go insane.
You'll either be my salvation or the death of me sweetheart.
'Fuck I'm screwed' I said
'Why baby?' 'Cause you'
You. Yes you honey, you.
