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Never Let Me Go, Just Stay
Thursday, February 14, 2013

I remember when I saw you for the first time
you were laughing
sparkling like a new dime
I came over
"Hello, can you be mine?"
"Can you be mine?"

Happy two-year anniversary, Duckie. This year made me realise just how good you are to me. I can be a little over-bearing and I need to start understanding that you love me in your own way. Sometimes I don't really see it when you show it but looking back, you were the only one.

You're my boyfriend and my best friend, and as much as I hate to admit it to other people, I want to be all of yours for a long time. The things you do for me may seem very little to you but they're not to me. I really sayang you and I want us to make this work. It does get hard but after everything we've been through, I feel like now we can do absolutely anything.

I lie down on your lap while you do your work and all I can think is, if this works out, it would be that way. I can't sleep properly if you're not there and I don't know what it would be like if I had to find another because this works for me. You're just the kind of man I want to be with. Someone who takes care of me, someone who can deal with me, someone who I hurt just as much as he hurts me.

Send Me To The Stars, Tell Me When I Get There, Kid
Wednesday, February 13, 2013

I can be your Nancy, you can be my Sid.

There are so many kinds of love stories out there. There's the glamorous kind, the destructive kind, and the kind that is hardest to believe in, the true kind. So many different kinds of love and most of the time, we are never too sure of which one we want. If we were really greedy, we'd want it all. We would want the ultimate love story, like that of Romeo and Juliet.

But they're just stories, right?

They're the stuff of movies. Stuff that make us swoon and take drama to another level. It's the things that make us believe that there is that one person who will be there with us our whole existence. From birth until we're older, there's that one person meant for us, it was written in the stars. And no matter how big the conflict, we will always end up with this person.

The one we least want is the type of love that is realistic. The kind of love our parents and grandparents had before anyone could show them something more. It was the kind of love that required honour, respect, patience, and hard work. It's always better in our heads to go for the easier one but when you go through a lot and you know why you do it, in the end, all these simple things start to not matter.

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