Something From the Bottom of My Heart

Every day I wake up from my sleep, other than yawning and streching, there is a constant knocking kind of question comes to my mind.

These questions are, "What kind of things I can do to make her happy? What kind of person I should be to make her happy?".

And these questions go to myself for my mom and her. When I keep focusing on the solutions to answer these questions, I'm beginning to experiment many things. Some may be helpful, some could be potentially disastrous.

But I guess, it worth the effort because at the end of the day, I know that I have done my best. At the end of the day, I know they both are irreplaceable.