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Sunday, October 3, 2010
To that special someone;

Dear...you.

I'm awake at 4 in the morning, and I know you'd slap me for this if you knew. But of course, and to my relief, you're sound asleep in your stupid double bed after I told you to at least 10 times. As usual, it's me who's desperate for your company, and again you're the one to comply.

Oh and if you rage at me later for my insomnia, my excuse is that I'm waiting for my hair to dry :)

I think the tables have turned massively throughout the past few months. I'll admit, you liked me a lot more than I liked you at a particular point. But as you probably noticed from my sudden clingy-ness, something changed this Monday. Something inside me snapped and my mind...and my heart had an inner spasm. It's as if all the emotion built up over a year and four months tied together to the single conclusion that I love you beyond reason. And yes, this wasn't something I could indisputably hold up my head and declare a while ago (to which I am ashamed of). Now, I miss you like an obsessive lunatic, as if an eternity spent together would not be enough. Every time, I hold onto you, so scared to let you go because this love is so fragile that this single moment will never happen again. I cry from the simplest things. I get angry at myself and consequently you as well because you're so kind to me and I abuse this. I cry on average once every two days, whether it be while laughing as we tell stupid jokes to cheer each other up, or while raging at you for the next stupid girl I got jealous of.

What's happening to me? Maybe we're going through our 'honeymoon phase' again. No...it's so different. This development in my mindset has gone to a whole new level. I didn't know you the way I do now a year ago when I hadn't truly learnt to appreciate you for who you are and what you do for me. Perhaps I still havn't.

You're the greatest gift life has given me. The bliss that I feel when I am with you, it's not something everyone is lucky enough to find. Which is why, no matter what happens in the future, I will forever treasure these fleeting moments I spend with you, in your arms, oblivious to the world around us. I am so lucky to have met you, and when you are gone I will be lost in this world; lonely, unseen, unheard.

I love you.

~<33 bee[d]ee @ 4:23 AM | 0 Eaters