Well, after a non-sense fight a while ago (around 12AM), I realized I shouldn’t be sleeping until I get you back… but, you already fell asleep, so i guess I won’t just sleep until i finish this one. I just need to sacrifice my sleep than not to get you back when I wake up :-(
First of all, I’m sorry for the bitch side for almost thrice a week.
I’m sorry I always am touching a nerve.
Take time to read this thing and think about forgiving me?
So to begin with, you have been mine for (as of 1:09AM) 6 months and 9 minutes. More or less 4,390 hours of being each other’s property—which I consider as one of the most amazing thing that has ever happened in my entire life. And to tell you actually, this thing wouldn’t seem to be like it when it ends. You’re clueless. :-)
First, I wanted to say thank you for standing up for me no matter how hard it is to be with me most of the time, because I have the worst PMS moods/mood swings/paranoia ever, which really I am sorry for.
I called you childish and over acting, I hurt you, I sometimes let myself get mad at you.
Those moments I want to scream at myself for making you feel worthless for at least a second.
Those moments I made mistakes.
Those moments I forgot not to be selfish with you.
Those moments I involuntarily suffocate you.
Those moments I unintentionally treat you cruel.
Those moments of nights I slept you out without even fixing the gap between us.
Those moments proving you that I am not perfect.
I am sorry.
And about the butterflies you always give me every time I hear your voice, every time my dark brown eyes meet your pale brown ones, every time you look at me after I have said something stupid—it’s like you’re about to get mad, but all of a sudden, you smile, every time you steal my hands just to walk with it interlocked between yours, every time I hear you laugh which is very much soothing… thank you.
For always being there when no one else was. For always making me feel wanted. For everything . Thank you.
And in return, let me tell you things I promise to do with you or to you before I die, or yep, the things I dream of doing for you in the future:
I will always be your best friend whom you can laugh over stupid things with, your wall against the bad side of the world, your shoulder that would be all along available for you to just lean on, your eyes whenever you feel so visionless of the world…
I will be the one who will look over our kids over the weekend when I am off from work.
I will be the one to turn the telly off whenever you fall asleep watching it.
I will be the one to push you on the swings when we visit a park.
I will be the one to take you to the movies every Sunday nights or whenever I am free from the job.
I will be the one to hold you tight or cuddle up with you, when we drive.
I will be the one to drive you around the block when you just forget buying something at the store and there’s no one to do it for you.
I will be the one to always understand your side or let you finish your argument before I say mine.
I will be the one to forever chase you even though I already had you ever since.
I will be the one whom you can expect to be selfish about when the topic is about “you” because no matter what happens, you’re mine and no one else’s but mine.
I will be the one whom you can watch with on how our kids speedily grow up.
I will be the one to always let you feel how receiving love letters feels like.
I will be the one to make you surprise breakfasts even though all I know now was just how to fry a piece of hotdog and a piece of eggs.
I may shout at you when we fight, but I will still be the one who would follow you up the stairs or out the house when you walk out.
I may be so full of my pride but in the end of the day, I will be the one whose embrace you’ll still feel in the middle of the night, waking you up, letting you know that I am never going to give up on what we have.
I will be there for you, whatever happens.
And when we are 70 years old or older, I will be the one who will stay with you even after our kids have already married their girls/boys and planned to live on their separate houses.
I will be the one to still make you cookies no matter how numb my fingers get.
I will be the one to play some tunes that could let you remember what we have way back on our early time.
I will be there with you all throughout, no matter how many white hairs your have grown or no matter how unclear your eyes become.
I will sit with you in the balcony, watching the whole world before us.
I will hold your hand no matter how already crumply your skin is or no matter how painful my finger joints are.
I promise to be loyal to you until my very last breath.
And in 10 or 15 years or even earlier, or even the very moment you set your feet back here in the Philippines, I will fucking marry you.
Really, I don’t mind having you for the rest of my life, and to certainly be honest, I am not applying any pressure on you by saying such things, not even you saying yes on every single offer I suggest or every solitary question I ask.
Because even me, myself, is so damn worried of how the future will turn out and I really am afraid of you changing your mind with one thing I really am looking forward to do… with you. But I wholly, considerably and exceedingly love you to a great extent that I have finally decided to trust everything of me to you.
I am just fucking scared to lose you along the way. But despite this fright in me, let me fucking try everyfuckingthing just for the sake of the most important thing: keeping you in any way I can.
Happy 6th monthsary, babe.
I love you so much. So much.
- Dien Agustin
I LOVE YOU DIEN.
I LOVE YOU.
Hello! Thank you so much. Role models eh? You made me smile. :) Yes forever with is perfection of my life. <3 Thanks!
- time to time, remind her that you’re her man & how much care.
- let her know that she is appreciated & loved.
- when she’s sad or mad, just hold her and keep him calm.
- never talk about other girls or her* exes.
- support her with everything.
- send her good morning & good night texts.
- keep your full attention on her, girls like attention.
- be honest about everything, no matter how stupid it is.
Okay first. Why Anon? 2nd you literally made me cry.
Thank you so much. I don’t even know what to say. You just made my night. Seriously, I love sharing everything about me and Dien. I mean what’s happening to us. Because I so proud to have her. Yes we are that boy & girl relationship. But we are so happy to have each other. Like, we always thank God that I have Dien, Dien have me. It was awesome that you are happy for me, for us. Means a lot. And yeah. I’m flattered that we remind you about Naomi & Emily. Ha. Thank you so much! I hope I can send you a personal message if you’re not only anon. Thank you again!