"The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give you forever.” —- Nicholas Sparks
I stumbled upon someone’s writing about the reason why she loves her boyfriend, and I couldn’t help to write one too because it’s also been so long since I wrote something.
It is six days before we have our four monthversary. We are still too young and too in love for being a couple, aren’t we? It’s already feels like years, probably because we both have known each other for quite a long time and nearly got into relationship before. But on these four months I know I’ve been learning a lot from him, things I never realize before.
So what are the things I’ve learnt? What are the things I love from him?
He is kind. Even when we haven’t had relationship between us, I knew he was a good man with a good heart. I saw this from his loving and caring heart. He never mind to save up money just to buy his best-friend a gift, his brother a toy, when he has quite a little chance that they will give him something back. He always said, ‘What you gave, will be given back to you one day.’
Our mutualness that I have lose count. Those moments when we said the same things, when we had the same mind, I can’t remember since they were too many. I never understand too how could we have the same future son’s name, the same dream, and the same idea to put chocolates in our gift. I guess he is a mind-reader somehow, or maybe another piece of me. Our mutualness doesn’t left us bored of finding the same thing in our self in somebody else, but make us excited to find out more and more. We are learning from each other, I am learning from you.
He never boast himself. If we aren’t in a relationship I’ll never know that he reads books too, good books. He even reads more than me and so much faster. He also a good writer in heart, I found this out by looking at his phone’s notes. He wrote a or some (I don’t know) about me, that made me smile and grateful for a man who loves without terms and condition. He is also knows a lot of things, when he said that I have a lot of things in my mind, he has them too, a lot more but he just never speak them out.
He isn’t a perfect boyfriend. He doesn’t always shows up in a luxy car, wearing modest clothes, with his hair done and shiny face. But he always wait for me. He always find a reason to pick me up, waiting for me under a tree with his bike and old jacket. When the sun shines so hot, the rain fall hard, or it took hours, he is always there waiting for this ugly tired face girl to come out. He didn’t give me flowers, even when he knew how much I wanted a roses bouquet. But he never fail making my heart bloom every single day. His silly jokes and warm laughter, soothe me better than hot tea which he is fond of. He doesn’t give things that I screen-captured from shops, he buys me things he thought I would like and I ended up do. He gave me too many sometimes I worried I cannot give back. He never tired calling me beautiful, on the afternoon when my frizzy hair is going crazy and my powder-less face is shown up. It sounds like lies sometimes, but he took this gaze at me and called me pretty and I could feel butterflies on my blood vines. He never mad at me. He never shows up his jealously. He forgive and forget.
I’m always craving for a relationship like Jesse and Celine in Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, and Before Midnight Trilogy. Walking around in town talking about few random things. And I got it from him. We could talk about random thing everywhere even in a Chinese restaurant. We could also share silence, like how he sleeps on my lap and there we just me and him and this heavenly ambience.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. —- 1 Corinthians 13: 4-8