Another mawkish poem for today:
If I had the chance to be your lawful wife,
I would cook your favourite food,
Even though I am culinary-challenged.
I would hug you,
When you cry with or without tears
Silently or loudly,
I would hug you until you are okay,
Even if it is 3 or 4 a.m. in the morning,
And I could not open my eyes.
I would protect you,
Even though you are capable of protecting yourself,
And I would take care of you if you're sick,
Like a professional nurse.
I would try to put up with your ridiculous mood swings,
And embrace your flaws,
Ironing your all shirts,
Even though I hate ironing clothes.
But for now,
I could only pray
For your happiness,
Even though you never look back
At me.
-Nuruljannah-
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