Maybe I should starting counting the day now until I met him… Which is I dont even know when he will arrive.
A thousand times I said I miss you, a thousand times I said I love you, a thousand times I do whatever it takes to see him happy….
A hundred times I surrender, a hundred times I cry, a hundred times I do admire him adore him and I never stop loving him from the moment I know him.
Everyday I’m still hoping he will stop by to say “hi” or even ask “how are you”, everyday I do waiting his call, everyday I pray to God and wait on my living room to see him at my door.
A couple times I’ve been with a man but no one like him, a couple times I’ve been mistaken, a couple times I’ve married a wrong person who I dont even love, but a couple times I do begging him for my apologize and I realize how much I do love him from the moment we met until now.
But only God knows when I get to chance to meet him, only God knows when I could meet my really first love and I hope he’ll be my lasting love. And his name is M Ariansah who I always proud of him.