Sometimes, I think of the times before we met –
No color, just darkness.
Then, I remember the very first day we met.
Endless conversations, as if we don’t want to sleep.
Our love isn’t as perfect as seen in world’s favorite movies.
It isn’t as perfect as read on a bestseller’s novel.
It can’t be compared to someone’s love stories.
We have flaws.
We fight.
But in the end of the day,
We kissed,
We hugged,
We reconcile.
And promise to stay forever in each other arms.
