yesterday was imran's and my 27th sixteenth together. things changed. i would not say we have changed, as i believe that as one gets comfortable with another person, he or she starts to show the original quality within. i guess that is just normal. but i also believe that as time goes by, we become mature in so many other things, and a part of being matured is to accept another person's strengths and weaknesses. that is what i am trying to do, and i hope i'm doing it the right way.
the holiday has already started and i am back in kwantown already, for over one week. and i must say that i am getting used to this long distance relationship that i found it to be so difficult at first. again, things changed. imran too, proudly (although he had always been the cool one) had shown a progress in dealing with this distance. yeay to that.
i had always thought that the longer you are with someone, the more you will love that person. and it would be such a waste if the long period of time spent is thrown away just because one of you wants to call it quit. you both had agreed to get into the relationship in the first place, so by right you both should agree to split, if it ever comes to mind. its rather sad when things don't prolong just because one person decides that it should be over. i am reminding myself as well, that the future in in the almighty's hands, and what we can do is pray, pray and pray so that things will work. and imran, you know that i never stopped praying for us.
anyway. at 11.35pm yesterday he called me and until 11.59pm we were still arguing who should say 'happy monthliversary' first. haha. honestly, i did not expect him to remember the date. i got used to it already. *rolls eyes* but he remembered anyway, just that he kept me waiting and tortured my heart only to surprise me that he remembered it. to me, that's sweet.
happy monthliversary my imran
yep, sparks still there.
p/s: i had a great life before i met you, but it gets better when you came. i love you.
yours truly,
yasmin
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