Sayang, I'm sorry, if somehow I don't propose you nicely. Somehow I fell a sleep when you need to talk to me. Or somehow I can't be with you when you feel unwell or when you're feeling lonely.
Aku baca buku fiksi hari ini. Dan sampai pada cerita tokoh utama sedang berbulan madu berdua di sebuah hotel menyenangkan di Bali, I swear to God I almost cried cause I want to treat you that way. Atau pada saat tokoh lain menceritakan bagaimana dia dilamar calon suaminya, I feel sorry cause I don't propose you as sweet as that story.
Can I make it up to you someday? With just you and me, going somewhere, someplace, and let me do all the nice thing to you to pay what I didn't do that I should do it before, cause it can make you happy?