A Better Title

When we first met 4 weeks ago, it was hardly love at first sight.

I didn’t know you. Neither did you know me.

I spent our first week just listening to your stories. And over time, I grew to understand you better. I grew to trust you. I came to understand that you just wanted the best for me.

I was shocked when you popped those three words barely a week ago. I expected this to come, but I didn’t know it would be so fast. I have always been confused by your words and actions.

I was reluctant.

It wasn’t without any reasons.

As you might know, I had just recovered from a disastrous one. I really didn’t know what did I do wrong. Perhaps it was a miscalculation on my part. Perhaps I had taken the wrong steps. Perhaps I was just not good enough.

But you assured me this time I would be alright. I know you have prepared that special Valentine’s Day present for me. You wanted to keep it a secret, but I know you too well. You can’t hide secrets well, don’t you know that?

And so over the weekend I thought over and over again about it. I pondered and thought whether this would be the best for me.

I have decided now. Yes, I am willing to commit. I am willing to take the chances again to be hurt.

This time, I will calculate every step I take carefully. I will not make any more mistakes. I will do my best and work hard for it. I will even use a calculator, if I really have to.

I am looking forward to that Valentine’s Day present from you. Oh, and am I so looking forward to meet you again. Because that is the only time I will hear those three words from you again, my dearest professor:

Quiz on Thursday!

Which happens to be a freaking Valentine’s Day.

Lovingly yours,
hendri

Tags: humour, love

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