Coffee

He came all the way down to town just to see if I was alright. In order to send me home, he asked his dad to take a cab while he took the car. It was just a call that made him do this.

He waited and hang around while I shopped with another person. He did not complain and stood there patiently for me to be done with my stuffs. It was just a word that made him do this.

He secretly followed me while I was roaming aimlessly along the streets. He was just afraid I might break down along the way. It was just my action that made him do this.

Besides, there is another person out there who never fails to pick up my calls whenever I need help. Remembering the 'cake pact' and made a comment that ' I will read your blog faithfully although there are times I do not really understand what you are trying to say.

They are like coffee. The longer it is being brewed, the stronger the aroma will be.

H.S. I love You.