When we can't stop to bug each other every now and then...
When we know that our best friends would probably throw up hearing our lovey dovey conversations, yet we don't care.
When I feel irrelevant with the world and you're the only one I can relate to...
When you write notes of days we spent together, and I made secret blogs just to save every details of our chats... and poems I couldn't stop to write...
When we wonder if it's just the syndrome of a new couple...
When we could project where this is going to be on the second day we're together...
When both of us being so persistent to fight for this...
When we start to care less about bad and cynical comments...
When I end up thinking about you during my boring bus trip just when I thought I could skip you a bit...
When you, that bad boy, turned into the sweetest man one could ever imagine...
And when this what you used to call "a senseless bitch" softened up...
When we become the best version of ourselves because of each other's presence...
When strangers would prolly get sick of reading this pointless poem...
When people might think that we rush things...
When "can't get enough" literally means can't get enough...
When we don't ever wanna lose this...
That is probably, how much in love we are.
And still baby, nobody will understand...
