Dear

I always wished I had the courage to tell all of this sooner when the chances still bright as the sunrise but I always know I was just a mere coward, an acute hypocrite.

Dear, 

I was a realist. I did not believe in love at the first sight but God damned me for such arrogance, I never forget the first time when our eyes met, there was no such thing as sparky as your eyes . I fell for those. For every different color diffracted from your iris.  As if you hold the entire starry galaxies inside of it.  I loved how your eyes expand while you talked about your passions, ambitions and dreams. I couldn't take my eyes of it as if  those eyes welcomed me to confide in it.

I was a hard-headed egoist, I rarely seek someone for advices and inspirations. But somehow I could hear your stories for a whole damn day without complaining and feeling the urge to judged and interfered. Usually, I wanted to take control, i like to make things straight to the plans and run it according to my methods, but after i saw your warm smile, i can't even decide things straight as if my decisions revolved around you.

I was an ignorant man. I never took things too serious, I avoided problems, I would not take part in conflicts. But I am hella possesive now, I want to treasure you as my most precious possesion. I'd die for eveything that come in your way, i'd jump right in to the lion's den, i'll shut the foul mouth of those judgemental person, i'll go with you even the worlds are against us.

I was a lone wolf. The one who decided to leave the pack to solitarily travel the fierce ice-cold lands just to find my values and purposes of living in this cruel world. After those long-endless journey of desperation, I find you. This wolf just want to rest his tired legs, healed his scars and opened his heart for a potential soulmates. He wanted to start a pack of wolves, led by two alphas, shoulder to shoulder, produce cubs, then living a calm and quiet family among the eternal storms.

I was in love. I am in love.