Tuesday, November 26, 2013

to my future husband,

don't look at my past, instead, lead me to a better future.


don't look at my scars, instead, touch me gently with your skin.


don't look at my tears, instead, give me a hug and ask me to let it all out.


dont tell me i'm as beautiful as an angel, instead, tell me that even angels are jealous of my beauty.

it may seems unlogical ,or weird ,or awkward..
but i want to know, how far would you go to make one of the best woman in your life to stay happy. to stay safe.

because my past, makes me hold on and never grow up.


my scars, makes me feel so insecure and scared of what might hurt me.


my tears, makes me seek good deeds in a person's soul to cherish every drop of it and still appreciates it.


and my confidence, so that i will have courage to speak it all out and tell myself one day,
that my husband is in love with me.
today, yesterday, tomorrow, forever and always.

-Unknown