Dear Mohamed Alif Abdul Rahman,

For the past 18 months, you have been nothing but great. We made a lot of memories, we fought hard and we made it this far. I am glad. Though shit happens, I am sure not everyone would understand what we've been through. You are by far the best and I'm not gonna lie. I've never felt so happy in my entire life. Never felt so secure and free with anyone compared to when I was with you. You love me for who I am. You NEVER ONCE complained about the fact that I was putting on weight. You'd tease me and we'd make fun of each others weights. But you NEVER compared me to anyone. You always made me feel secure. We never really fight. Sure, loads of arguments but at the end of the day, a simple smile and a hug cures it all.

Things with you have been so wonderful that I never really take the bad times into account. When I was down, you stood by me. Remember the day when I was really down when I got my O level results? I cried but you came to surprise me with my favourite ice cream. Nobody has ever done that. Remember the times when I said I was hungry and you came, with a box of KFC and my favourite ice cream though you were broke? Gosh, there were so many wonderful moments with you.

Wish this will never end baby. Cause at the end of the day, you know; how much we tend to falter, we'd still run back to each other's arms.
I know it's a little late but Happy 18 months once again baby.
More fights to come, more memories to create. I love you.