I love him. I really do. He already meant so much for me that I can't imagine life without him in the picture.
When you love someone, it means that you are willing to take everything about a person. Without any inhibitions, you fall and you accept whatever it is about that other person. I wonder if there really is anyone like this. I doubt it would be me.
I saw him smoke again, I said to myself to let him be. He'll one day get over it(maybe..?). But there is something brewing inside of me whenever I would catch the smell of the cigarette or when I see him do it. I don't know what that is(not now just yet..) but definitely it is not a good thing. I don't know how long will I still be able to hold myself together, to have that understanding that I always have sticked to, to see clearly what is really there. I'm so afraid of one day bursting out all feelings I have and then get exhausted.
Babe, I don't know really how to say all these that I'm feeling. I hope you would understand. I really do hope one day you'd quit it. As I always say, not for me but for your own health. Please?
