One night, I prayed and wrote everything I wanted for The One meant for me. I wrote each characteristics, very detailed to the man of my dreams- not the ones I see in movies and tv shows, nor the ones I read in books. I described the man I thought was good for me, as a partner to love and cherish me in the future.
Then came the day I saw him and met him. I knew in me that he’s going to be the one but shrug it off until love caught me off guard. From strangers, I saw our relationship blossomed as friends then slowly adjusted as we become lovers for seven years.
It was a blissful seven years to have somebody to share every little things in my head; to have somebody match my weird ideas and have a company in doing things I’m used to doing by myself; someone to stand by my side; someone who still adores me when I’m at my worst.
The past seven years weren’t as beautiful like how fairytales and movies end. Our relationship had a fair share of downs- we also hit rock bottom and even broke-up and almost become a victim of the seven-year-jinx . However, we overcame our shortcomings and hold on to the love we have built together. After all the things we’ve been through he is still the one, the man I prayed for.
Slowly all things I wrote in that book 10 years are happening and I can’t contain my excitement be with someone I love, forever and always.