When I Tell You I Love You
Last night i met a guy.
My perfect match. He was exactly like me that we were both blown away. We hit it off from the first second it was as if we'd known each other for yours.
"ubay 7abaitich! min wain 6ala3tay i can't believe a person like you exists" he told me. "Lazim akalmich mara thanya"
I was swept away.. may9eer wa7ed this perfect for me. Our personalities clicked from the second we laid eyes on each other.
It was too perfect for words.
I don't need flan! I'm so young! I forgot that there were other guys out there.
I guess i'll just keep it going with flan until the end of the year and break it off before college. Each go our seperate ways.
Dear readers.. those were the thoughts that passed through my head all day today.
But then as i got into bed .. i began to miss him. O galby began to scream at me for the way that i was thinking and i realized.
I love him :/
No matter where he goes..
no matter how many perfect guys i meet.
Mako mithla ..
I remember his sad face..the times where he looks at me and so innocently says "9ij?" "9ij it7ibeeni?" .. i remember the times when he used to smile shyly.. ma3ina he denies them later hehe ..
And then i remembered everything about him.
I belonged to him..
o mahma 9ar .. i can never stray
mita yirja3li ? :/
My perfect match. He was exactly like me that we were both blown away. We hit it off from the first second it was as if we'd known each other for yours.
"ubay 7abaitich! min wain 6ala3tay i can't believe a person like you exists" he told me. "Lazim akalmich mara thanya"
I was swept away.. may9eer wa7ed this perfect for me. Our personalities clicked from the second we laid eyes on each other.
It was too perfect for words.
I don't need flan! I'm so young! I forgot that there were other guys out there.
I guess i'll just keep it going with flan until the end of the year and break it off before college. Each go our seperate ways.
Dear readers.. those were the thoughts that passed through my head all day today.
But then as i got into bed .. i began to miss him. O galby began to scream at me for the way that i was thinking and i realized.
I love him :/
No matter where he goes..
no matter how many perfect guys i meet.
Mako mithla ..
I remember his sad face..the times where he looks at me and so innocently says "9ij?" "9ij it7ibeeni?" .. i remember the times when he used to smile shyly.. ma3ina he denies them later hehe ..
And then i remembered everything about him.
I belonged to him..
o mahma 9ar .. i can never stray
mita yirja3li ? :/
posted by PiNK-y at 2:39 PM
6 Comments:
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
i really hop he deserve this kind of love ....
does he read ur blog?
reema: lol ee you're so right about seeing the imperfect person perfectly..and no he doesn't read my blog :P chan thiba7ni hehe
Sometime the ideal man is the wrong choice for us. Sometime we need the imperfect man because he is the right choice for us. I believe we have a missing part in us all and when you have the missing half you feel as a whole being. Sometime the imperfect man is the one who makes you a whole being not the ideal man.
Good luck Pinky Girl.
hahahaa walla moshkela , weddy atbannach ...
you know what is the problem in us?
we really cant live with out love.
love without married.... if you get married all this will change in another way ( love yes tehir is )
but not the one ur getting now , coz the distance play role here
e3tabreeny ur big sister , since ur 17 y/o :/ el3omor kella enshalla
pink TEQUILA
what a heala
betta watch it with Flan
cause he aint ur everyday dealaaaa
its better to not get tied up to one person then get disapointed later on...
just realize that mahma 9aar there are other fish in the sea, and u're still in highschool..
highschool is the shallow part of the sea, its when you get to the ocean (university and work) do you realize the magnitude of fishes there really is...
good luck fishing ;P
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