where have you been all this time

where have you been all this time

I am dreaming of you, the faceless person, coming to my life and save me from the hell that I’ve been living for so long. I was trying to live better before I saw you coming, but it felt like an addiction to live in pain and enjoy all the suffer.

I don’t know about you, but I am having so much fun with you, it’s a good time. I am having everything with you, although you’re not my first love, but I do my first of everything with you. Laughing together, holding your hands, smell your hair, and adore the beauty of yours.

I am good at handling pain that come to me before, but I am not sure about now. All the joy, all the laugh and love… let’s say I can’t get enough about this.  Somehow, the fear, even just so small is bothering me. Sometime it pops up when I get empty mind, day dreaming. I don’t want and I shouldn’t think about it right now. All that I need is enjoying “now”, but still beware.

Among those thoughts, I am still wondering about you. You are too real for a dream, and too nice for reality. I never see you, so it felt so wrong when I asked “where have you been all this time?” you don’t know what I’ve been through to come at this point, to be with you although all the fight was not for you. But I feel like heaven. I am so grateful.