Promise ring

So yesterday, i wore the ring onto her finger. And it was not just any finger, it was her left ring finger. And i felt really really happy. Because it was such a special moment for me. It symbolises our promise to each other. It symbolises our love for each other. It symbolises our bond.

Nothing can compare with that feeling of joy. Except when she accepted me. I will always wear that ring. I wont ever take it off. Even when i sleep, it will be by my bedside, accompanying me.

Because that ring is a part of you that is with me. So everytime i wear it, it means that a part of you is with me. Your heart, your soul.

And when you wear it, it means that a part of me is with you too. I will forever be with you. 

My dear, dont ever take it off. Dont be shy and dont show it to others. Wear it proudly, as a sign that you have found the love of your life, and he has also found the love of his life with you. I will always wear it too. I dont mind if others ask. Because i will tell them, im getting married soon. My wife is wearing the other ring. 

I love you, my darling, my dear, my wife. Let us wear our rings until we are old.

A note

I guess that you probably don’t realise this.  And I have never told you before.  Have you thought or wondered what made me decide to confess to you?  Before this, I didn’t have the determination to confess to you, to let you know how I feel.

Do you remember the note you left me in the quarters?  When I was he note, I almost cried. I felt so touched and it was the first time I felt your love.  That was the reason I confessed to you.

I still keep it on my table and I still look at it sometimes.  Thank you, my love. Thank you for the love note.

Hopeless Romantic

Men have periods too.  Men have a certain time when they are mentally vulnerable and mood swing come and go like a train.  And perhaps, many people dispute that this is not true.  Because the existence of men’s period cannot be seen or evidenced.  What we can sense is that the person may be more emotional than usual and moodier that before.

Guys come in different types.  Some guys are Casanovas.  They charm every girl they see and they want to be with many girls at once.  Some guys are just Regular Joes.  They love a girl, and they put a moderate amount of work into the relationship.  Some guys are Hopeless Romantics.  These guys pour their heart and soul into a relationship.

I am a hopeless romantic.  I am stupidly, idiotically, truly a hopeless romantic.  When I love a girl, I pour my heart and soul into the relationship.  I will always think of her, and I will always have her close to my heart.  Right now, a Hopeless Romantic may seem like a good lover. 

But honestly, as a Hopeless Romantic, I can testify that I hate that I fall hopeless in love with a girl every time.  I hate that I pour my heart and soul into a relationship.  I hate that I think about the girl all the time.  I hate that I can only love her and nobody else.

Because a Hopeless Romantic’s life is sad.  It is very sad and tragic.  Do you know how it feels like to be thinking of a person all the time?  Even 1 minute seems like 1 hour.  You hang by to every word she says and you wait for every message she sends you.

A shorter message or a less passionate message will make a Hopeless Romantic sad.  An unanswered phone call can make the Hopeless Romantic worry.  A message that takes longer than usual to be replied, will draw concern. 

I hate being a Hopeless Romantic.  Because everything she says will affect me so much.  Everything she does affects me so much too.  If everything is great, I will be in a state of bliss.  But even the slightest sadness can bring us down to the depths of despair.  I hate it.

Breakfast

On Saturday, I went to her house for breakfast.  She made me this local dish called ‘kampua’.  But she made it with her own unique and distinctive style, using Bovril instead of soy sauce.  Then, she added some fried eggs and some chicken pieces.  I didn’t tell her then, but it tasted so nice.  It was different from what I always ate, but it was good.  What touched me more than the taste itself, is that she wanted to make breakfast for me, and she put a lot of effort into making it for me.  She could have just made a simple one, but she chose to add additional stuff like the omelette, the chicken chunks and the fried onions.  It really made me feel loved.  And honestly, while it wasn’t the best I had tasted, it was one filled with love.  So, I love it so so much, and I would love to have this for breakfast for the rest of my life.

Then, I was already sick, and I didn’t dare to be too intimate with her, because her father was just behind me.  So I guess I didn’t compliment her on the ‘kampua’ as much.  And I couldn’t talk much because my nose is killing me.  She didn’t mind being close to me, even though I was sick.  She didn’t mind that I could infect her with my flu (which I did, unfortunately).  Once again, she touched my heart. 

In the afternoon, we fell asleep at my house.  She was watching over me the whole day, even though I knew she was feeling unwell too.  I should have been more caring towards her.  I will do so in the future.  She really cared for me so much and kinda nursed me back to a reasonably good health. 

I’m really grateful to have her in my life.  And I want to love her the way she has loved me.  I was to shower her with love and care for her just as she had done me.  Thank you, my love.  Thank you for being in my life.

Paper hearts

Just another daily dose of updates from me... Today is friday. And i am very happy because i am going home today and meeting her soon. I miss her like crazy and i know she misses me as much too.

Every day, to show my love for her, i have been folding paper hearts. So this week, i have been folding as well. Usually, i used coloured papers. There is one which is using plain paper, but i kept it because i kept it in my breast pocket close to my heart the whole morning. And it symbolises my love...

Daily dose of love

Every day, I want to do something for my love. I want to write or do something that can touch her heart. I'm afraid I haven't been very romantic to her every day. And I guess it isn't very easy, being romantic every day. But I will try my best.

Last week, she asked me to fold paper hearts for her. And I have been gladly doing it for her. Because I love her.

And I really look forward to wearing the couple's shirt and dress with her. I won't be embarrassed or shy. Because I want to show the world that I have the best girlfriend ever. And I love her.

My heart

If being in a relationship is considered a gamble, then loving someone would definitely be a risk.  And I have been taking a big risk these past few weeks.  I am letting myself fall deeper and deeper in love with you.  Looking back, I realise that there is also a reason why I never want to let myself fall so deeply in love.  It is because the deeper I fall in love, the more of my heart I hand over to you, the easier it is to feel hurt.  Even the smallest and tiniest matters can cause a bleed in my heart. 

I know you care so much about me.  And I know you worry about me a lot.  And I know I like to procrastinate and I always forget about stuff.  Which is why I understand why you are often worried about me.  You are worried I would forget something important.  And I really appreciate it when you remind me about things.

Sometimes though, I hope you don’t remind me so often.  Don’t get me wrong.  I like how you care so much about me.  And you understand me so well, so you remind me about things.  But there are reasons why I never talked to you about work, or my assignments.  We are often very busy.  I always have stuff to worry about, like school work and assignments.  And yes, they often cause me to be stressed.  But spending time with you, talking to you, chatting with you, is my way of dealing with the stress.  Just chatting with you makes me feel better.  Talking to you, I can forget about my worries and my stress. 

Which is why when I am talking to you or chatting with you, I just want to focus on you and think about you.  I don’t want to think about other stuff.  It doesn’t mean that I ignore all my work and assignments.  I still remember them and do them when we finish talking or chatting.  Even if it is just for a few minutes, or half an hour, please just let me enjoy our time together. 

Please don’t take our time together away.  Or bring our outside work into our relationship.  I hope when we talk, chat or spend time together, we are just focused on each other.  We already have such a busy life.  And we have so many worries already.  And we are so far from each other.  So when we do have time together, let us spend that time just enjoying each other’s company, forgetting about other stuff okay?  We can get back to our lives when we spent our time together. 

The reason I am telling you this is because I love you very much.  And I have surrendered my heart to you.  If you choose, you can pierce it every day.  You can hurt me every day and torture me all the time.  But I love you, and I trust you.  And I hope you will understand how I feel.  So let us be even closer than ever before.  Let our relationship grow stronger okay?