I know I don’t write some cheesy long ass paragraph for a special person, but when I do, I write about you. So here you go...

First, I think you are such a cute, beautiful, fun, and full of energy, like you can always talk for two hours straight while strolling around town without ever complain how tiring it was.

Did I mention that your smile looks so cute? Your cheek slightly turns red as you smile, and that’s hella cute. Ah, also your pink lips fit you really fine. And did I tell you that you are so weird? Yes you are, you are so weird and that’s adorable.

The way you walk, talk, and see things. The way you yell adorably over a little discomfort like feeling hungry or hot weather never fails to make me smile. I think anybody would be very lucky to have you.

I never put my 100% on someone, but for you, I can make an exception. Of course I’ve prepared some actions to prevent a broken heart. Well, yeah just in case. Like,

Learn how to play a piano, make a lot of money out of it, then build a jazz music bar like Seb’s so I can play some cool jazz music and feeling sad but no one knows. Oooorrr I become an astronaut, go to the outer space and let the alien eat my heart so I won’t feel any pain. Just kidding, I’m not doing the second option.

My dear girl in the night, I don’t know what’s your trauma, or what terrible heartbreak you went through. No, I will not try to fix you just like Chris Martin said. But hang in there, I got you, I will hold you tight while you fix yourself until you feel completely whole.

So, my dear girl in the night, you want the stars? Watch me fly and grab some!