Like flowers in a field; I knew you'd pick the prettiest, leaving me with a question: who would pick me? A question that always seem to cross my mind like a broken record repeating itself over and over again.
That question has embedded itself in my thoughts, my brain, spreading a plague of what could only be deemed as doubts and uncertainty─but, of course that was before I met you.
You provided me with smiles that warms everyone's hearts including my cold one. You gave me an indescribable feeling of comfort and said words that never in my life I thought I'd hear. Then that malevolent question was answered─ because like flowers in a field, amidst the prettiest, you picked me.
