T H I R T Y S E V E N

I tried not paying attention to those girls hitting on my him. We've continued to be a lovey-dovey couple, and decided to celebrate our first monthsary on the 17th of August, Year of 2012.

That day came and I thought that it'd be just another normal day. Why? Because he hasn't greeted me or anyting. I was a bit expecting but the most important thing is we're together. However, I find it sweet and unusual that he's asking for my backpack, insisting that he'd carry it for me.

In the afternoon, we craved for Mcdonalds' fries and nuggets so we went and after a few minutes, he stood up, "Baby, look after your bag okay? I'll just pee", he told me and I nodded. Out of the blue, I opened it and to my surprise, he left a hand-made paper flower and letters which melt my heart. Old-school, and I love it. "You, how can you be so perfect?", I asked as I ran toward him and hopped to hug him.

"Looks like you just saw it. Read it at home okay? Don't make me feel embarassed.", whined as his face turning red.

Affection. Effort. And sincerity. This is all I've been wanting. He surely knows how to win someone's heart, I suppose. I am not expecting for something luxurious like a bag, or a shoes, or jewelries, or some make-up. No. All I ever dreamed for is a man who'll actually give me things that money can't buy.