You're Perfect! ❤

You know, people ask me what I see in you, that makes me love you.
I don't say anything. I just smile. Because I know they won't have so much time to hear about it.
Well, I remember when you asked me why do I love you. I didn't answer then.

I want to answer now.

I love your every habit. Every perfect thing about you. Your smile. Your hair. Your eyes. Your arms. Your thighs. Your stomach. Your nails. Your Soul.

I love every imperfect thing about you. your anger, your possessiveness, and yes
it is hard to think about your imperfections.
I feel so lucky that I got a chance to fall in love with you.
I feel so lucky that I've spent my days and nights with you.
I feel lucky that I can share all my problems with you. I feel even more lucky when I realize that you are the reason I am smiling so bright.

And I feel the luckiest that I made you smile.

You've made me happy in so many ways. I am in love with you, still.
I love you because you understood who I was. You did not try to make me like other girls. You never forced me to do things that I didn't wanted to. You kept me safe. Like your very own diamond. Your only diamond. And you should know that I will love you no matter many times I am made to rethink about it.

Because even thinking about you makes me happy.