So, been a year, huh. A year and more. What happened with me in this last year? Well, not much. Just a man. I met him on November 2014. We were teammate. I never really interested in him. Until January 2015, I dreamt he holding my hand. Twice. I dreamt about it twice. In the dream, we felt it is not right also good to do such thing. But both dreams made my feelings mixed. I kept thinking, what is this? Why those dream? Later in February, he came to me, showed off his generosity. It kept going for a month before he asked me to be her girlfriend. At first I'm not sure because I thought we don't need it. We don't need this kind of relationship. And I wasn't looking someone like him. But his good heart wins. We spend most of our time together since. He is...tender, loving, caring. He never mad at me even I tried lots thing to make him mad at me. He never feels too manly to say sorry. He always blames himself for every silence and anger I throw him. He keeps saying tha...