Almost one year later

My guy, my stranger...

I fell so bad for him, I am so in love with him.

I love him for a while now...

but,

is it that we cannot be loved as we expect to be?

is love a such subjective matter as beauty?

Baby of mine,

I need to feel protected

I need to feel loved

I need to feel safe

I am not even half as strong as people think I am

I am just good in not letting others see my feelings.

Are you willing to take me by the hand, to accept my moods, to love me even in my darkest times?