Being together.
Loving someone means more than just a spectacular display of love and affections towards each other. It means more than that. Responsibilities, being mature about the relationship, proper planning, thoughts of spending our lives together, patience and understanding and respect are some of the thoughts I'm bringing into the new year. Being the contemplative me, I think I'll be quite preoccupied this year.
Late last year, I found a person to share my time with, Boon. And with the dawn of the new year, I hope this relationship will continue to grow and stand firm like the evergreen trees. That the love we share will be refreshed everyday like the morning dew that touches the grass. That our love will mature like a bottle of wine left to aged in the cellar. That our love will be like the daisies you gave me, pretty white and lasting. That our love will be sweet like blooming cherry blossoms in spring time.
It's truly amazing when I make silly jokes and you guffaw with laughter. It's almost adorable when you allow me to alternately call you different cute names because you know I can't make up my mind which ones are the best. I also thought it was sweet of you when you agreed to hug Wiggles to sleep so that your scent will stay on her. I like the way you hold my hand in yours softly. I like the way you wrap your arms around my small frame because it feels so comforting. And most of all, I like it when you're patient with me – the fidgety, indecisive, crabby, stubborn, hot tempered me.
I've decided that I don't want the best person to be with. Instead, I'd rather be with someone whom I know will bring out the best in the both of us. For once, I think I've made a good decision. (: