Ok it's been rather long I haven't written any blog, time to do a little sum up :)
Once upon a time, a man named Henry met an angel called Jenny at the YMCA of Chinatown. The brief encounter during that summer of 2012 left deep impression in each other's mind. Jenny was impressed by the (apprently) good skills of Henry in badminton, while Henry was amazed by the audacity of Jenny as she accepted to play with him even tho they didn't know each other at all. Both thought, however, that they would never meet each other again. Nevertheless, the odds of life had decided to bring them together again, on a late Friday night, at the same YMCA. I say "the odds" because on that night, Henry was supposed to go a family dinner with his parents and their friends, but he felt rebellious and turned it down in order to go play badminton. As he walked down the stairs of YMCA, a familiar figure appeared: Jenny the Angel was wearing her dry-fit and short and walking upstairs. They stared in each other's eyes for a few seconds, and both recalled simultaneously each other's identity. They played against each other for the whole night and both were pleased by the presence of each other. On their way to the metro after gym, Henry carried Jenny's bag (heavy as fuck) for her all the way to the metro. Jenny found him very gentleman and kissed, spontaneously, Henry on the cheek. They befriended each other, first on Facebook and later in real life, and started to learn more about each other. On that special day, the last day in the 21st century that could have 3 identical last-two-digits, they commenced their relationship.
Ok end of flash back, back to the present.
Henry is a very very skeptical man and lacks confidence terribly. He is constantly worried about the length of the relationship. The reason is simple, he doesn't wish to let Jenny leave him, yet he cannot say what will happen after 5 years, after 10 years, after {X | let X belong to [0, lifetime]} years. What if the dopamine stops producing and love fades out? What if life decides to tear them apart again? Those questions tormented Henry for the entire week, and he asked many couples in his school for suggestions and ideas, but they still couldn't convince him. Today, as headache from lack of sleep tortured him during morning, as fever struck him down during noon, he had an APOTHEOSIS (<-- illumination).
Right now, in our relationship's period of honey moon, we love each other so much, we have impulses, we miss each other as soon as one leaves the other. But to love someone really, in my opinion, doesn't mean one has to change radically. Adaptation is needed, of course, but it is not meant to be a burden or pression. After years and years of knowing each other, their qualities, their flaws, one might find the other one plain and not as interesting as before. However, if one still cares about his/her other half, if one still cherish his/her other half, if one still wants to tell one's deepest secret to his/her other half, one still loves his/her other half.
Hence, love is:
When you lay down in your bed at night, exhausted by studies and overwhelmed by life, you are aware that miles away, in the same city, there is one person who is as tired as you, but who still texts you good night with a smile on his face.
When you wake up in your bed in the morning, sometimes haunted by nightmares, some other times unhappy to leave the warm bed, you are aware that miles away, in the same warm bed, there is one person who already texted you a lengthy good morning message and wished you to have a nice day.
When you are happy about doing well in an exam, you know that there is a person, miles away, who might not do as well as you did, but who will congratulate you with the truest of his feelings.
When you are sad about the life's harshness, you know that there will be a person by your side, always ready to listen to your ranting and to entertain you with his dorky jokes.
When you are panicking at midnight and needs a person to talk, you know that there is a person who is connected with you by a 10-digit number starting with 514, and who will ring at your door minutes after you ask him to come to your house.
When you act childish and become unreasonable, you know that there is person who pretends to be as childish as you, who sometimes argues with you, but who apologizes to you in the end regardless of who's right/wrong.
Now my love, I know I have numerous flaws. I get picky, I am very moody (just like you have PMS xD), I act childish sometimes, I am not the best-est guy ever on this planet. But I am sure about one thing, my love for you is true at this very moment, and as long as I have a heart (in every senses of the word), I will always care about you. Why?
"Baby you light up my world like nobody else", I think it's enough said, it summarizes the countless qualities of you that makes my life better.
As you said, I shall love you to the fullest in the present, with no regret. But before doing so, you told me about your estimate age of marriage right? Well I got 3 words to say to it:
Ten years? Potassium.
I love you Jenny. <3
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