I'm the Kind of Girl You (Might) Fall in Love with

Here is some posting I wish (one day) he'll find out. The sooner the better, I guess. He knows for sure I write when I need to, not a typical one who purposely do it to improve some writing skill, but because I need to. So he better takes a good look to his laptop screen.

This is a story of love. I'll tell you something, he's probably gonna hate it. He prefers cool things instead of love poetry.


For the first time in my life, I met someone looks just like this:

It might be more representative if I add some glasses with headset or microphone (he loves books, music, and was a former 'not-so-great-but-confident-enough-to sing' vocalist of a band) but too bad I can't draw or use any design graphic software.

The second we start talking (about anything, because we simply have nothing in common), I started to think, "This could be something".

My hair should be black. But this is the best picture to describe myself back then, I think.

We saw each other a lot. Most of the time some thoughts like "This is kinda weird, we have nothing in common", "It's going to end soon", or "What the hell am I doing?" popped up in my head. But surprisingly, it worked somehow. He and I.

 

Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows part 1 (but we never made it to part 2)

always riding on his beloved motorcycle (not that it's a Scoopy, it's still the old one)

 

it just feels right when we're holding hands like this (he did this for the first time at the hospital, looking over my Dad)

Until one day I can't help but thinking:

I'm the kind of girl you (might) fall in love with. I didn't know for sure back then. Ha.

Now that we're finally together, I always have some thought like this: we stand on the different bridge, somehow connected by a pathway called faith, walking to the same place.

Well, at least I hope so.

Sometimes that pathway broke. But then it got fixed, so that the two bridges could be connected again.

The bridge never goes anywhere. I'll never go anywhere.

I won't leave.

Because somehow, deep down, I know I'm the kind of girl you might fall in love with.

Even when you get frickin' bored or totally ignoring the girl you might fall in love with.

I'll stay. Things will work. And I wish you just stick around and hold on to me.