To the
man who I’ve known so long and witness me grow, I love you. I love you on the
good days but I promise to take more grasp on you during the bad days; I love
you more than my ego, I love you more than the heartaches that had come and
will come. It is mind-boggling how time passes me too slow but looking back on
years makes me think of how fast days go us by. Two years of unending tantrums,
third-party-wars, horrible break ups, weeping myself to sleep and here I am
still, sticking to the promise I’ve kept to myself two years ago: to stay and
keep you.
I abhorrence
but at the same time adore how you came when I least expects it. I must say
love really comes with no instructions, measures and boundaries. As I write
this, you’re now snoozing in your sleep and I can’t stop myself from thinking
of how will I be without you? I’m trying to find a good word to say how much I
love you but it’s immeasurable, even the universe cannot contain it.
Looking
back to where we came in these 2years of affinity, I already know your strengths
and vulnerabilities. If ever we came into the point of losing the spark,
promise me you’ll try to revive the blaze from vanishing. If ever there will be
point in time that you’ll find or they’ll find another to fit you (again)
please take it slow from me, I am susceptible when it comes to losing you. If
ever you’ll make me throb in pain again please give me notice consequently to
put myself prepared. I am afraid of feeling the burning sentiments yet again. I
don’t want to be in the same misery, rejection and melancholy.
I chose
you, I know it’s not easy and who says it is? But, I will keep on choosing you
no matter how tough things get. I love you bibi! Happy 2nd year
anniversary to us!
Ps. One
more name/girl getting attached to you and I’ll cut your d*ck off, kidding
aside.π£π
Pps. I’m
one lucky girl having a fine-looking manπ
Ppps.
You’re hotπ₯π¦
Pppps. I
love those muscle flexes in your armsπͺπ