I met this guy. Initially, I just wanted to be friends with him because I felt at ease around him. I enjoyed talking to him, felt comfortable, until I couldn't understand myself anymore, and he suddenly stopped talking to me. He's my mood booster, you see. I let my mood depend on him, so when he didn't talk to me, I felt like I'd done something wrong. Then, I was surprised when he confessed that he liked me, that he sees me as more than a friend.

I was confused, I overthought his confession, and suddenly, I wanted to give in to my feelings... Until I admitted to myself that I liked him too. I didn't want to lose our friendship, so I thought of other ways, even if it meant getting hurt, I was willing. Why? Because I thought, maybe this is it? Is this the one meant for me? So, I'll take the opportunity. As long as I know he's important to me, I can't take him out of my life.

So, I want to settle with this person, even if it's at the wrong time.  I hope it's him... I want him to be my future husband. Whoever he is, I'll love him wholeheartedly. I want to build a family with him, grow old together.

That's why I'm saying this here, because I promised myself that when I love, I'll make him feel I'm serious, that my feelings are real. I won't give him a reason to doubt, because he's the one... So, I hope it's him my prince charming in my own love story.