For Ivy

Hello, Ivy Joyce Balbiran Petras. I don’t know where to start and how it will end but still I’m going to tell you these things. You know that I’m not good at expressing myself but I’ll try my best to put every emotion I have in this message.

I don’t know if this is the right time to tell you these things since you’re from a break up that you tried to fix and also dealing with what happened to tita. Honestly, I don’t have any plan to tell you but I want to be selfish this time. I’m just telling you this now because I can’t contain it anymore and I hate this feeling.

You know me for being more logical person than being an emotional one but after assessing myself through a lot of logical thinking, I become emotional.

First, we got a lot of common things that we like but later on, we realized that we also had differences but still, we respect those differences.

Second, the time that we met personally. When I was crossing that road and you called me, then when I looked at you, I froze for a moment since I found you cute and pretty (this is not bola). I also thought that you were taller than me, but it’s not.

Third, the night calls, watching movies, and updating each other about our day.

But with these reasons, I guess it’s still not enough to tell everything. And after that, there are a lot of things I notice myself. I cared about you, and I wanted to know you more. What are your likes and favorites, the little things about you, and the things that make you happy. My posts, stories and notes are all about you. I always considering you when making a decision. I am thinking you sometimes (I don’t want to say every time because you’ll think I am crazy, even though it’s true). I also became a little bit more expressive, and that’s because of you. I also wanted to try the things you like to do, like running and hiking. Also reading books, listening to music, watching movies you want so I can understand you more. And my most hated part is when you talk about guys who likes you. I get jealous.

And after all these things, I’m sure that it’s not just something. I think I like you, Ivy. No, I really like you.

— Johnro

There's one lily left to open — one more thing I couldn't say in words.

touch it, gently