Remember?

Remember the day we went to movie theater, as it is our first day being a couple, we got a late night movie and when we done, it is almost midnight. We have no bus to go home. So we decide to walk. Yes, we walk by our feet. Little sighing i can hear from you once. But some time you smile when i look into your eyes. I understand cause you always ride the motorcycle with your dad wherever you go. I see something in you.

Remember that misunderstanding that we had when we were on reunion event. I came to your house, met your father, then he told me that you were on your friend’s house. I met you, you cried, and i told you the truth and everything went right again, that all happens in the middle of night.

Remember when you give me a birthday surprise? You came with my bestfriend. I love the cake and oh you give me a present too!. A brown sweater!. Just what i like.

Remember how romantic that day, when you and me ride a cycle on Senayan. We took a round and i can see jealous glance of other people who saw us.

Remember  a  red rose? Or maybe white rose?

Remember the day you slapped me right on the face, when i made my big mistake. Then you realize me how horrible i am. We both cried. You give me a worth lesson at that day. A lesson that i will never forget until now.

Remember when it rains, we’re on the motorcycle and we shaded on the shelter. We waited for too long. I can’t give you more than my sweater. I don’t like to see you trembling cause of breeze.

Remember that we love the same food? A meatball. I love that so much cause of you. And embarassing moment when the raindrop splash on me and make me wet while we eat? Do you?

Remember when i was sick, you came into my house and brought me some bread and milk. You sat beside me and stroke my hair. You said : “get well soon, honey”. I never never treated like that way. You are the first who did this.

So much more that i can’t tell.

I just wanna end it up happily, frame that pictures of memories, something that i could tell to our future children later.

Wait for me. Im on my way.

P.S. I love the way bite me in the arm sometimes when you are too passionately.