I suspect the following words are going to be few of the hardest ones to write. This is my second attempt, as my first draft vanished into the air right after I clicked “Save”. Ironic. Nevertheless, writing would be the best medium for me to express how I feel, what I would like to say, and the things I’d like to convey. I wanted to sing for you but I know nothing about intonations, let alone tunes, and I am going to ruin any song that I try to sing. I don’t draw, I don’t sew, I don’t make crafts… Therefore, I hope you’re okay with this.
So, hello, lad. We have been together for a few hundred days, huh? 365 felt so fast yet so slow at the same time. It feels so fast until I feel like I have never even known you before; it feels so slow I get to bitch about the fact that we have only been together for one year. Despite these, I am grateful I get to go through the ticks and the tocks with you. In between the traffic jams – so crazy they make most of us lose our sanity; and inside an airplane that takes off at 200 miles per hour. The way time goes by will always be a secret, but I can never ask for a better way to experience it.
You have changed me. You have made me a much better person. It has been full of surprises. You surprisingly have made me rediscover myself. My wounds and scars have surprisingly been healed. My phobias are even cured. No more being breathless in elevators. No more having a leaping heart while conversing on a rooftop for our anniversary dinner.
You are my version of Forrest Gump’s box full of chocolates, “You never know what you are going to get”. I did not know how you would “taste” before I “opened” you, before I saw everything in you – but as soon as I did, I completely love it. Both the sweet and bitterness. Day and night. 24/7/365. I consume it until it runs out, and am yearning for more. Can I ask for more? Can I melt with you?
I remember when you said you can promise me nothing about forever, for the future is full of uncertainties, and I told you we can never know who our soulmate is. But… I also remember when you promised me you would stay by my side no matter how ugly things might get, and you agreed when I told you the only thing to figure out if we are soulmate for each other or not would be to stay together until we depart.
For being the person who always reminds me to protect my dreams, and pursue them. For being the person who contains me. For wanting to stick with me no matter how irritating I have always been. For still being there and still listening whenever I babble about everything in my life. For being the place to lean on when I had to go through the lowest points of my life. For getting along with my family. For letting me get along with yours. For reminding me to always be good, and do good deeds to others. For making me wanting to be a much better version of myself. For wanting to make me proud. For succeeding of making me proud. For the gifts. For the surprise, stolen kisses. For the warmest hugs ever. For the stories. For the laughs. For the advices. For the lessons. For the dates. For the night outs. For the night ins. For wanting to invent your dreams with me. For letting me be a part of your life. For asking me to be a part of mine.
For wanting to be responsible for my feelings, especially my happiness.
Happy first anniversary, sweetheart. I hope this would not be our only one. I’ve got no problem if I’ll have to write a piece like this every year (as long as you give Telling the World song like today…). But, if, it is our only anniversary – I am sure I will never regret of agreeing to be in this relationship.
I love you. I hope I have made you happy. :)
I’m so grateful to you, I’d have lived my whole life through lost forever… if I never knew you.