Let Me Tell You About Him (He Tastes like an Adventure)
"You've found a good man when he makes you want to be a better woman".
I've found him.
He made me write a poem more often,
after he showed me how much he loves off-road and cycling around the hills with his mountain bike on holidays in his hometown.
He made me get up from my bed,
Made me do what I should do, and made me try to study well,
after I realized his struggle to be a dentist, even I don't know exactly how hard the process was.
He made me want to be a girl whom a man going to love,
to be clean,
beautiful,
smart,
gorgeous.
He loves to photograph, he loves taking pictures.
He loves nature and an adventure.
He does Muay Thai and basketball.
He can sing too, gosh.
I thought he isn't a type of musical man but look,
He really is.
He wears eyeglasses, not a dorky one, but it fits him so well.
He's quite funny, I guess.
He's friendly and has a lot of good friends.
Some of them look similar to him but, for me, he still shines brighter than the other.
He really is.
He has a mustache.
And oh, I saw his picture wearing a navy suit with his blue jeans, and there is another one when he wore a black stripes suit with his polka-dot tie and a pair of mocca shoes.
He's so stylish, and of course, he looks so fine.
He looks good in a t-shirt, in short, or long trousers, with sneakers or even sandals.
He looks good in everything.
He also loves to wear a watch. One of the most important thing from a man to wear is a watch.
He wears it.
He understands life.
He knows exactly how to enjoy it. He has his own way to appreciate the little things. He gonna love someone so well with his gentle heart and soft hands.
He came from the same hometown as my father.
He looks so much like his dad.
and I'm sure his mom must be so proud of him.
I can't wait 'till the day my mom will feel the same way as his,
or maybe not,
because the future might be different than I think it is.
I never went crazy with a stranger this much. He might not gonna know me anymore. He might not know that I exist. He might not text me just to say "hi". We might never meet again. He might not recognize me.
We might not gonna happen.
But I hope he's doing just fine.
I hope life is kind to him.
Always happy.
Always be able to do anything he loves.
And it's unbelievable, right?
You just have no idea that,
there is someone out there,
who adore you,
know something about you,
putting attention,
and thinking how perfect you are,
even if they never spoke to you,
but still,
they wait,
They wait patiently.
and I still want to believe he will stand right in front of my door,
someday,
maybe.
Maybe I have found the good one.
/bellavir/
I've found him.
He made me write a poem more often,
after he showed me how much he loves off-road and cycling around the hills with his mountain bike on holidays in his hometown.
He made me get up from my bed,
Made me do what I should do, and made me try to study well,
after I realized his struggle to be a dentist, even I don't know exactly how hard the process was.
He made me want to be a girl whom a man going to love,
to be clean,
beautiful,
smart,
gorgeous.
He loves to photograph, he loves taking pictures.
He loves nature and an adventure.
He does Muay Thai and basketball.
He can sing too, gosh.
I thought he isn't a type of musical man but look,
He really is.
He wears eyeglasses, not a dorky one, but it fits him so well.
He's quite funny, I guess.
He's friendly and has a lot of good friends.
Some of them look similar to him but, for me, he still shines brighter than the other.
He really is.
He has a mustache.
And oh, I saw his picture wearing a navy suit with his blue jeans, and there is another one when he wore a black stripes suit with his polka-dot tie and a pair of mocca shoes.
He's so stylish, and of course, he looks so fine.
He looks good in a t-shirt, in short, or long trousers, with sneakers or even sandals.
He looks good in everything.
He also loves to wear a watch. One of the most important thing from a man to wear is a watch.
He wears it.
He understands life.
He knows exactly how to enjoy it. He has his own way to appreciate the little things. He gonna love someone so well with his gentle heart and soft hands.
He came from the same hometown as my father.
He looks so much like his dad.
and I'm sure his mom must be so proud of him.
I can't wait 'till the day my mom will feel the same way as his,
or maybe not,
because the future might be different than I think it is.
I never went crazy with a stranger this much. He might not gonna know me anymore. He might not know that I exist. He might not text me just to say "hi". We might never meet again. He might not recognize me.
We might not gonna happen.
But I hope he's doing just fine.
I hope life is kind to him.
Always happy.
Always be able to do anything he loves.
And it's unbelievable, right?
You just have no idea that,
there is someone out there,
who adore you,
know something about you,
putting attention,
and thinking how perfect you are,
even if they never spoke to you,
but still,
they wait,
They wait patiently.
and I still want to believe he will stand right in front of my door,
someday,
maybe.
Maybe I have found the good one.
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