And I remember when I first met his parents. They told me I was lovely and he told them that he really thinks I am the one. I was smiling so hard, I told him I was embarrassed, but happy that he thinks so well of me. And the time I told him I really like noodles so he took me to his favorite restaurant called Moon because he told me they have the best noodles. Just know, there’s no other noodles I’d rather eat than noodles from moon. Except P.F. Changs, those are really my favorite. He doesn’t like P.F. Changs though so he’ll only take me if he’s ok with it or if it’s a special day for me. I love him so much, and I love hearing him tell me he loves me every night. I remember when he first introduced me to his friends. He made a whole scene about it playing a trumpet in that melody to present something and he yells out
“Hear ye, hear ye, make way for the Queen please!” I started laughing so hard after he did that. His friends were so confused but he didn’t care at all. I knew he loved me. I remember when we first started dating and he came over, for like the 5th time I think, I said bye, gave him a kiss, and closed the door. He called me 5 second after closing the door and when I answered he said
“I miss you already let me back in”. I opened the door and he was standing there with a bouquet of 24 roses and a 5 foot teddy bear. How he did that so fast, I have no idea. When I tell you I love this man, I do. And I know he loves me too. I remember when he first told me he loved me. We were watching Modern Family on the couch one night and he laid down with his head on my lap. I was playing with his hair when Gloria started making jay do something for no reason and it was really funny. I started laughing really hard and I started swinging my arms around to where I was hitting him and I didn’t even notice. When I stopped laughing he said
“I get that its funny but you didn’t have to beat me up”. I was so in shock and embarrassed, I apologized like hundred times, no lie. He laughed and laid his head back down and he told me
“It’s ok, I love you.” I was in shock. I just looked at him and he looked back at me. I kissed him. I told him I loved him too. That was also the first night that we had sex. What I love more is that the sex was great, but he always told me he didn’t need to have sex with me to love me more and more every day. I never want to lose Hassan. He makes so happy and I’ve never met anyone who’s ever made me this happy. Every day he surprises me with new stuff. It’s never a blank page with him. Every night he had to tell me he loved me at least like a thousand times till he feels like I truly heard him say it. He always treated me so right and so well. We never made me pay for anything, no matter what. It could be his birthday and he’ll pay for his own bill. If I buy him a gift he’ll always find a way to give me my money back. He tries so hard and it’s the effort everybody deserves and it’s crazy to me because I have it. I know he loves me. I know he does. He doesn’t even need to tell me, I see it in his face when he looks at me. He really is the one for me and he tells me I’m all he needs. I’m all for you. But I’ll never forget the first time he got mad at me. It was my fault because who am I to eat his cereal? He kindly told me not to do that at first and I just told him ok I won’t do it again. He said don’t worry about it. I turned around to put the bowl in the sink and as I walk from the kitchen he goes to the sink, grabs the bowl and throws it at me, but he missed slightly. I looked at him with a face of fear and I can see his face is mad as ever. When he notices the fear in my face, his face changed drastically. He tried approaching me but I ran out of his house. I got into my car and drove off. I went home showered and laid down in my bed and started to cry. He called me within the hour, apologizing, and he said he loved me. He promised he’ll never do it again. I was silent on the phone, then I told him I love him too. I could hear the sorrow in his voice. I knew he was truly sorry. He told me he was going to work and proceeded to tell me he loves the thousand times to make sure I understand. I started laughing and I told him I love him too. He hung up and I just laid down looking at my phone and I started smiling because I knew he loved me. I knew he did. He apologized and he told me he loved me, how could he not?
I fell asleep on my bed, I woke up twenty minutes later to a knock on my door. When I opened up the door, it was Hassan. He had his hands behind his back and I asked him why he was here. He pulled his hands behind his back and handed me a book. I just looked at it and then looked at him, chuckled saying
“What is this?” he just said to open it. So I did. It was a collage with every picture we’ve ever taken together. Mind you we’ve been together for about a year now. He loves to take pictures, it probably over three hundred pictures in the collage. My heart melted, I told him to come inside and he laid down with me on my bed in my one room apartment and we smiled and laughed at the funny faces we made in pictures. Oh my god, I remember when I took him to my favorite restaurant, and since he doesn’t make me pay for anything, he bought the whole menu. Mind you he’s not a hot shot with a lot of money. He’s an accountant at a bank. He bought the whole menu, appetizers, deserts, entrees. Of Japanese food. I had food left over for like a 2 weeks, ended up having to throw away a lot because it went bad but he didn’t mind. It’s been a while since I last seen him from the incident we had, I’m happy I’m finally going to see him today. Hassan kind of has anger issues. And sometimes, he can say some nasty things. At the end of the day he always told me he was sorry and he loved me. I always forgive him. I knew he loves me because he says he does. He saw I had small talk with an old boyfriend who tried to hook back up with me. I told my ex that I’m taken in a great relationship and he agreed and that was it. Hassan saw the chat and got really angry, it was my fault though I should’ve never responded to my ex anyway. I don’t really remember what happened next. I just remember looking back at the tv when he stopped screaming and everything went black. I woke up on his bed with a bump on my head. He told me I passed out and fell over so he took me to the bed and tucked me in so I could relax. I thanked him for that and told him I loved him dearly and went back to sleep. He’s a great man, I’m so lucky to be with him. I’m so excited to see him like I don’t think you understand how happy I am right now.
I remember the day of the incident so well. I had a really bad day at the office. He treated me out to dinner and took me to a cute spot by the water that he knew. It was nice and it really calmed me down from my day. We got back to his house, we both showered and headed off to bed. I said a little joke to him, that he looks like a wet dog with his hair really wet. His face got a little serious, I guess I hurt his feelings. My fault completely again. I laughed for about ten more seconds when his face got red. I stopped laughing and I told him I was just joking, and that I love him. I started dozing off to sleep when he left the room. I asked him where he was going but he didn’t respond. I just closed my eyes. I just remember waking up to a huge pain on my head. I looked around and I see him, with a bat. He starts beating me and beating me, blood was everywhere. I felt so bad for dripping blood on his white sheets, I just kept saying sorry and crying. He hit me about thirty times all over. I blacked out. I woke up in a hospital. Broken skull, legs, arms. Took four months of me being in the hospital to heal up. When I finally left, I got back to my house. I set my phone to charge and laid down slowly because everything still hurt a bit. My phone turned on within 10 minutes. I had over a hundred texts from him, afraid to open them, but I did. He turned himself in. he’s in prison for attempt of murder. I don’t think he tried to murder me, he loves me he tells me it. I knew I couldn’t text him back because he’s in prison. I cried. I wish I could see him. I got a phone call from a random number. When I answered, it was him. First thing he said was,
“I’m so sorry and I love you.” I said
“It’s ok baby, I love you so much more.” I knew he was really sorry and I know he really loves me. He said he does. Why would he say it if he doesn’t mean it? I’m arriving to the prison now, I can’t wait to speak to him, it’s been 4 years.