Bismillah,
Hi, it's been a long time to not write here yah.
Aaand, i wanna share my thought. Actually my current feeling, yeah plus to makes him happy as well (he asked me to write about him again zzz). Ok, here we go!
I am 22-years-old and my boyfriend is 28. We are completely in love and I wouldn’t give him up for the world. It is safe to say that I am a happy hypocrite.
I never thought in a million years he would even like a girl like me. I’m not ugly, but I definitely wasn’t that kind of the common girls. My so so style, my scar acne cheeks couldn’t bear the weight of any makeup, and super thin body couldn't make any guys turn on, i think.
By this time, we had been talking all day, every day. I knew I was going to fall in love with this man.
We clicked in every way possible and it felt like we were old friends picking up where we left off in another lifetime. I was crazy about him. So crazy, that when I found out he was way past my 5 year age limit, I said fuck it. Age is just a number right? My view totally changed. We had so many things in common, much more than I ever thought possible. I even thought about how great it would be to be the young trophy wife on his arm amidst the old bitter wives of his friends.
People always judge us when they find out our age difference. They say we won’t make it because we are in two different phases of our lives. Which is true. We are in two different places and I wouldn’t want it any other way. We support each other and build each other up.
We can’t help who we fall in love with and that was a lesson I was more than happy to accept.
Love,
Hani
