Different type. 

He is obviously not my type. 
He is the type of his own kind. 

He is not the type who says he loves me every now and then. 
He is the type who whispers it into my ears on cold romantic evenings. 

He is not the type who compliments me in all my whatsapp Dps. 
He is the type who says I look cute without makeup when I sit next to him. 

He is not the type who wants me to behave maturely. 
Because he is the type who sees the psycho in me and still thinks I’m absolutely perfect. 

(Dedicated to my best friend, soul mate)

Author: happysoul7

A girl with a difference trying to fit into the changing world.

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