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Dear September


Dear September,

Its been awhile since i felt very happy of what I'm doing, well sort of...I'm happy not because of my  work...for at the end of the day my brain and my body's condition still gets worst, but hey thanks to you September... for you made my life a little interesting... i mean how many people get to be destined to each other, how many souls thus one have to pass by before connecting your heart to someone who is worth it... but right now... thanks to you September, for making me realize my worth... I'm thankful to God that he blessed me with someone who understands and loves me for who i am, for disclaimers sake... lets get it through with... i ain't pretty and i don't have a models body ...but you September made me feel great, for blessing me someone who is willing to take me places, who is someone who misses me more than i miss him... 

do you guys even remember this question from your friends or family---> which would you choose, someone who you love more, or someone who love you more than you love him?.... get the difference?
*still trying to figure it out*

as for me I'm very happy yet i know my feelings are premature, i mean not yet to mature to judge, but i thank God every day that he gave me this chance to love and be love by someone who you'll feel very secured,..someone that makes every-single-confusing-thing with sense, someone who tries and never gets tired of telling you how pretty you are,, how you are love... how you are very much missed.... someone who makes you feel WANTED...

I hope and i pray that someday he'll be my signal fire, my reason for waking up each day with my heart on my sleeve and a smile on my face, i hope he'll be my inspiration, the guy that will take care and promise me that eternity is not enough to make him feel secured with me... my life has just begun with him and yet here i am thinking about the future, because i know that one day... the stars will collide and will let me know that he is my "kismet"... my only star...

Someday i know that ill read this post again, but i do hope that during that day... me and my september will still be the same bunch.... the same pair that promised each other that they will never ever hurt and will only take care and love one another...


*fingers still crossed* and still holding on to our *pinky promise*

Love, 
N (9.8.12)

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