If one day, there will be the moment of me wanting to give up on love or emotionally wanting to leave my husband, then please somebody remind me of these :
10 of more reasons why I'm so in love with Mustafa :
1. I never expecting him to marry me, to found me, or to be in love with me .. he's just popped up and and asked for my hands as if he knew what I felt.
2. As I have less self-esteem ... everyday he always makes sure that I've been doing great.
3. He always ensure me that his love for me is the best thing he ever experience and his best turning point.
4. His favorite way to calming me down is by hugging me tight and make sure that I know exactly how much he loves me and giving me the best advices ever.
5. He lets me do stuff I like :)
6. He frees me from bad thoughts by telling no lies
7. He is modest (as much as he wants to ensure me)
8. He accepts me as the way I am no matter what I have done in the past
9. He helps me do small stuff
10. He is just simply the reason why I say " I do "
and I can't wait to get the rest reasons ... more and more ..
some years ago, when I had strong disbelief of love, husband, and family a friend gave me this note which I dumped it somewhere for once again ... I didn't trust such things. Some days ago, I found this note again and would like to share it to you :
One day, you'll meet a guy
and ultimately, he's going to find out...
How you dance, how you sleep, how you smell at very point of the day.
How your face looks underneath all your make up.
How long it takes for you to get ready.
How you love ice cream, how you can be hyper at times,
and how certain songs and shows make you happy.
He's going to know how cranky you can get when you're tired,
how you think you look bad in all your photos, and how fat you think you are.
He is going to know almost everything about :
your fear of attachment
scars, family secrets, and last but not least,
your fear of loosing people you love
and you know what?
He's still going to love you and he's going to be there for you, no matter what.
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