Three reasons why I’m marrying him:

Because he can always tell what will I say next, how will I feel and can always finish my sentences. Because it was him who I saw in my dreams when I was just a kid…someone who can dance, groove and sing with me in his own silly way.

Because of his great faith to God and love for his family. And the fact that I can no longer count the times he treated a meal or bought some food for every old beggar we met down the road.

Because of his perfect formula of mixing patience, love, warmness with sarcastic humor, crazy oc-ness and habit of insisting his opinions – which makes me laugh, get pikon and cry sometimes – but never stops me from holding on and loving him more each day.

And it’s three days to go and I’ll be marrying him.