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Monday, March 26, 2007

I really don't know

how long we'll be but for now, I love you. (and you're probably shocked I said it first)

For what happened this afternoon over lunch.
For making me spill tears of joy. (something that haven't done in a long time)
For all the times you confirmed me and made me reconsider my insecurities.
For chasing me away from the station when you realised I was feeding mosquitoes.
For taking me by storm.
For making me feel nervous and child-like.
For being the more mature one instead.
For assuring me that I'm beautiful even when I feel not so.
For having the exact same concerns as me when we started out.
For being afraid that you might scare me off as the guy so much older.
(I was worried that I'm too young for you.)
For thinking that I was taking it casually when really, I thought you were the casual one instead.
For being brave enough to step up to the task.
For washing the dishes now.



For helping me find my way back into love.

10:19 pm


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