Not my first time blogging about my oh so fabulous life. Haha I've been blogging for about 7 years. Yeah I've made so many mistakes along the way. So many till when I look back I feel more stupid than I ever was. Took me a long way to find the true meaning of priority.
However, as many mistakes I've made, I found myself making one of the many right decisions I've made. And that is the decision to be in love with this young man here. :)
I was hurt and I am not going to lie, I was skeptical about the lifespan of relationships till I probably have given up hope that I could ever love another person again. How long is long for a relationship to be solid and not volatile? A day? A month or a year? Furthermore, aren't men so difficult to understand? You don't know when they're in love and when they aren't.
Now now, Let me tell you the love story of two best friends who fell in love with each other.
Both of us belong to this one whole bunch of best friends in a tuition centre. I met him when I was 14 along with the others. We grew closer by the time we were 16. Well, I don't think he was interested in being close with me. Neither was I, I was more interested in learning from him because he's smart and I was relatively stupider compared to him. Soon afterwards, we acknowledged each other as best friends. We spent almost all our time texting each other, wondering about our future and asking countless hypothetical questions.
Now bear with me while I throw on the confetti of my interesting life. A little bit of flashback will tell a lot about us. Now, at that degree of closeness, we have already established a mutual idea that we are feeling something in common. Well, we were not the only one who knew. EVERYONE ELSE AROUND US KNEW.
But I never thought I was ready. To be honest, I was fighting with my inner demons filled with jealousy and anger of the past. I didn't think I could trust anyone anymore. But, each time when I look at him, there's this one innocent feeling that drives both of us. It makes me happy.
Oh well, we dragged on. Finally on one beautiful day in front of that miserable looking chicken rice shop he asked me to be his.
Our relationship is less of a drama but more of a reasonable happy love story that life has to offer.
I call our story a blessing from God. He is everything that I am not and I am everything that he isn't. But the things we have in common is our choice to compromise to make our relationship work. No relationship is perfect.
I hate the way he looks at things so positively and I am pretty sure he hates the way I am so negative about things. It makes him naive and it also makes me look dull. But no matter how much we seem to dislike parts of us, it somehow made us stronger. Gave us an opportunity to learn from each other and to learn to compromise with each of our mistakes.
We learn about each of our boundaries and our fears. We work together in acceptance and understanding conquering each of our fears step by step.
One whole year with him has been amazing and I couldn't ask for anymore from him.
For whatever the future holds, I want to hold your hand just like a roller coaster and scream it through. For whatever hardship life has to offer, I want to open up my arms and my heart to hold and to love you. For whatever challenges you have to battle, I want to stand by you and tell you that it is okay.
I'm a person with many words. But now I choose nothing but three words.
I love you.
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