365 days one full round, to be exact 364 days and a good 19 hours more. (:
but 19 hours before is quite okay, i still love you anyway.
as we previously said when we got together, its not always rainbows and butterflies its compromise that moves us along.
isnt that a maroon 5 song? (:
we got off the wrong side of the bed. what not with all the previous mess u claimed i left behind. like singapore, we thought we'd never make it through.
sunny days were far from view as the stormy clouds ahead started to brew.
loggerheads at somethings we were, attempting to be better than the other. trying to prove that, "HEY! I'M RIGHT. Listen to me!" No, we should have listened to us.
How silly we were, arguing over such simple matters. How strange it was, when we first got together.
Me, with a whole new experience. Somethings i never thought i'd do, i found myself doing once every 2 days. I thought i could save the money to buy a new guitar, but hey! Something took priority over that. You did!
Ms Lim Yi Xiu. Haha I always felt awkward saying your name out. Like I'm still shy to call you by name. That's always why I address you on my blog as- her, you, dear. etc. Have no fear, it's nothing about the name. It's just an issue i have with names (:
I love you, yes I do. One year since the time I first got plunged into this world of love. One year since you told me the difference between love and lust. One full year since our first sunrise, the clouds clearing. The first kiss. One full year after the first time we argued. Over vanessa, the issue was.
It's been one full year since the time i had the fluttering in my heart. that teeny weeny heart, still has the same flutter i had when i asked, "will you be my girlfriend?"
I remember it so clearly, me on my bed, on the phone, jumping about.. I couldn't contain the excitement. I was just clenching my fists and gritting my teeth jumping about waiting for the call which contains the reply.
so many calls you called, adding to the anxiety. finally, one final call which said, "yes."
7th heaven here i come.
still pondering how to reach there, we're closer to heaven with each day. I believe that, we are working toward a better future. With all the turbulance in the clouds, lets hang on together. this plane won't crash until it reaches heaven.
With love, everything is possible.
And I love you, my dear yixiu.
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