The Last Letter, The Last Confession

I thought the mature one

Is the one who'd give me one screenshot of advice

the one who'd make me a poem to cheer me up

the one who'd be ready to fight for me, just in case if someone hurt me

I thought the lovely one

Is the one who'd open the door for me

the one who'd sing "You cry, I'll cry" when I cried

the one who'd pick me up in the morning

and say goodnight everynight

I thought the perfect one,

Is the one who will be there if I need him, 

the one who can be somebody I realy want,

But the day I meet this guy,

I know now, the mature one

Is the one who showed me his imperfect life, imperfect man

the one who wanted to be honest

the one who knew, there'll always be enemy who hate us

I know now, the lovely one

Is the one who disturbed me all the time

the one who's never allowed me to cheat at virus vs virus game (no joke)

the one who's begging to me not to cry eventhough he knew, that he's the reason why I cried

the one who found me time, to talk and listened all those stupid-things I told him

the one who saw me in different way, and a little underestimate me, and insult me!

the one who sent me lots of delicious FOOD and chocolate, or ice cream pictures!

I know, the im-perfect one,

is the one who will always be there, no matter whether I need him or not

the one who can be him self, somebody I want to love

This is my letter, last confession

If you remember my post on August, there was a post named Honest Confession 

but this is the last .

The one, is someone who recently I always thought about

But unfortunately, we got lost

I don't know how to say, I'm bad at such these stupid things

I only could write, hope some miracle does happen.