I wish I am good enough for you. I wish that you would see my mood swings as cute rather than annoying. Or attribute my inability to be patient to being overly excited and eager. I hope you wouldn’t mind that I am not as pretty as the girls who flock around you. Or that I am never close to 36-24-36 vital stats. I hope you won’t get tired of listening to my rants, my complaints, my stories. I wish you are contented and satisfied with who I am, that you would never ever look for the things I lack in another girl. I wish I make you happy with all the little things I do. That even if I am boring compared to other girls, you still find me entertaining. That you’d still appreciate those burnt heart-shaped cookies that I always try to make perfect for you. That you can see your future with me, not with anyone else. That even if every other girl out there seems to be better than me in more ways than I can imagine, you would still choose me over them because even if I don’t possess much, I am enough. That’s all I want - to be good enough for you. So that you would never ever think of leaving, so that choosing to stay with me, in my life, would never be a decision you regret.