Oh Baby, Should I?

Today, we had a great day. Better than a few date that we had. We do a lot of things, and I'm so happy.

But nothing make me happier than seeing you sleep. That tired yet happy face. I'd love to wake up seeing that face baby. Every single day. Until you're aged, and you have wrinkles on your eyes, and your hair whitened.

I'm so fragile, just with the touch of your hand on my cheeck make my tears melt. Your rough hand tell me so much, like how hard you worked. Your burned skin tell me that you worked all day, I imagined you don't even care how wet your shirt were. Oh baby I'm so lucky to have such a hardworker boy, so I know you'll trying to be the best hubby I could have.

I was so busy and so careless about everything. I don't even have time to heal myself. But as easy as you hugged me, I break down in tears. Finally I can tell that I am so tired and I want somebody to make me  feel safe. I just don't wanna go.

Oh baby life is cruel, why can't I feel this safe everyday.

Oh baby is this goal in my life is more important than this safe feeling?

Oh baby should I give everything up? I'm so starving with this safe feelings.