Vice versa

My boyfriend and I are made of two different elements. Sometimes we caught ourselves in conversations that made us kept quiet, because talking on is mere arguments cuz we don't seem to see eye to eye.

My boyfriend is a man of compassion and emotion. He is a kind man. He shows compassion to people he doesn't know because to him, kindness is what the world needed. He appreciates the things around him. Ever since he was a young kid, he believed that toys, or items have stories of their own. He puts a lot of care to the things he owns, especially toys. He is a man of memories. He never forget moments. He takes photographs with his mind, and he keeps them in a library in a corner of his mind. When he feels nostalgic, he recalls all these memories and sometimes tear a little. He never cried because he was upset, he cried because of the other great memories that he'll miss or is missing. He never looked at things is bad way. He took learning to add knowledge to feed his curiosity. Me? I feed myself with knowledge, because to me, they are survival skills. I studied, because I had to. I was not impulsively driven to understand the norm of things, I just live through it. He doesn't favor the idea of surviving. He's fond of living to his dreams. He'd want to travel the world someday. He doesn't like the system we have, that is to study to work. He is a man of interesting thoughts. He thinks in many ways I wouldn't. I am a girl of logic and rationality. I am not imaginative or even creative. He appreciates the process of learning, when my only concern was how to get to the end. He didn't think that there is a need to spend time with other people outside the world, but I need people because I was incapable of a lot of things, that to me, relationship matters to bring myself forward. He loves to read. Reading builds his imagination, feeds his need for knowledge everything that I wasn't interested in. He is not afraid to show his sentimental other side. He doesn't think that it is a weakness. He gave me the key to his heart, where I didn't gave him any to mine. 

My boyfriend is a man of everything, that I am not. 

I am unlike him in many ways. Being together for over 2 years has brought our thoughts a lil similar, but our nature did not seem to change much. I have a strong point of view of my own that I never shared to him. I have the deepest and darkest secret that I never told him. Yet, he told me everything in his life. He is a man, who loves me for my everything. I am an average girl that is still learning to appreciate him. He wouldn't lie to me, yet I have never told him all the truth that I knew he wanted to know the answers to. He would give his everything to me, and probably take a bullet for me, but I would hesitate to do the same for him. Until today, I'm holding myself into settling down, not to be tempted by lust, not to be tempted for fun, not to be tempted by the raging war in my heart for a man who wouldn't love me the same like him.

I am convinced that he is the perfect package, from the day he confessed to me all up to today, and I am vice versa. 

Your truly,

HuiJin Liew