Hey, cinta baru!

I'm phenomenally thrilled, excited and in love! Seriously, the feeling is indescribable. I am so in love, I'm drooling all over him. I can't even move my eyes for a nano second from the beautifully drawn face. All the good things he brings in my life, I couldn't say enough thanks.

For years that I waited for his existence in my life, after very long searches, countless locations, but then I came home full of frustrations. I was about to give up, and just no longer craving for his love in my lonely life. I never felt so gloomy in my 17 years of breathing.

Then, in this bookstore, I saw them. Yes, so many of them. My eyes were very sore to look for the one that I have been desiring. I look through the eyes but it was an unfortunate that they were not any of them that I would call "the one". I looked down and walked away,

Who knew, the days passed so slowly, and I walked to the same bookstore. I wasn't looking, not even seeking, for the one anymore. Cause really, I could not be bothered and just maybe, love was not for me after all. Yet, he was there, sending me a SOS. Attaching a rope to my heart, pulling me over to look at him in eyes. I was astonished, by the way that he is so simple in so many variant ways. He pulled me closer, I could not resist. I touched him. Yes! I touched him, the lust surges in my veins made me not to think rationally.

I revealed a smile, or even a grin. I wanted to know more, I want to run my fingers down to his skin, know him page by page and smooch his face in any days.

Now, he's mine. Eternally.

I fuckin love you Mr. Thesaurus!