You are the light in my dark and the beat in my heart,

My boyfriend isn't so much of a kayu, afterall. He lighted fireworks right outside my house. He kept me awake just so he could light the fireworks at the exact time we got together and to be completely honest, I am not even sure what's the time, wtf. His gesture took me by surprise as I least expected him to do anything as such. He called and we talked on the phone. Then, he started asking me about my windows and all. It was extremely odd of him to be asking such questions and I could faintly hear dogs barking over the phone. Intrigued, I asked where was he and he said come out of my room and I'll see him. I did and I heard the exact same woofs I heard in the background over the phone. I walked over to the window of my living room and there he was, in the middle of the road, squatting down and lighting something. The next thing you knew, fireworks shot up and exploded in the vast night sky. Now, aren't you curious what was my reaction?

I. Freaked. Out. I freaked out so badly. I didn't even stay too watch the whole thing or whatever. I ran into my room, locked my room door and pretended to sleep. I freaked out and I swear I felt like I couldn't breathe. I hid under my blanket and waited for Mum to wake and all. Mum woke up, obviously. Who wouldn't?! I heard her talk to my brother in the next door room and the coast was clear to come out of my room again. Mum asked who so suddenly lighted fireworks and I very nonchalantly replied her that I didn't know. It's true, how would I know? Rofl, wtf. I went over to look out the windows again but he wasn't there anymore. What's left are the remains of the fireworks and a very freaked out yet at the same time stirred with feelings of passion me.

Thank you, Baby. I love you and I'll cherish you.

Happy 1st Monthsary.
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