Okay before you start reading let me warn you this is a cheesy post so if you have zero tolerance for mushiness, I suggest you ignore this post and read other interesting entries like my travel diaries or smth.
So I had a very long day last Sunday, from a food tasting session at Woodlands with my parents and then out with my babe Tina. Got home at night feeling so shagged and shitty cos I have a lot of work waiting for me to finish them up. Dragged myself to get some stuff done on my laptop when suddenly I got a text from the kareshi, asking me if I want to have dinner near my place.
I was taken aback cos #1. he too had a long day thanks to his photography assignment #2. he stays in Pasir Ris while I stay allllll the way in Bukit Batok #3. it's already so late #4. coming all the way to my place for a simple dinner with no other agenda sounds fishy lol
But of cos, I said yes.
I mean how can I not. No thanks to our jam-packed schedule, it's pretty hard to meet up. Even after normal working hours, he's very busy with meetings and photography assignments while I'm busy keeping myself occupied with weekly facial, gym and kickboxing classes. So every opportunity to meet him is precious gold!
So down he came and I watched him eat while he talks about everything under the sun, before sending me back home and rushed over to his friend's place to catch a must watch soccer match (according to him, that is. I catch no balls lol) Have I mentioned that his friend's place is at Sengkang!! -_-
That night I felt so bad just thinking of all the times I made a mountain out of a molehill when he's too busy and takes hours to reply my texts, especially when I get no text all day. Or getting irritated by questions I got asked a lot at weddings or family events (i.e. "Kenapa tak bawak tunangnye?/Weekends pon kerja ke?) knowing that I'll probably have to live with it for many years to come. Not forgetting that spending time with him on weekends is almost impossible.
On top of it all, I felt horrible for all the times that he would randomly apologise for the little amount of time he has for me. Cos as much as I always try to put myself in his shoes, selfish thoughts of mine are always at the back of my head. Yet this guy never fails to make an effort to make me happy. He doesn't shower me with sweet talks and I can say that he doesn't ace in the romantic department but the little things he does proves that he is a man of actions.
Like appearing at my doorstep at two in the morning just to pass me my favourite snack from JB..
Taking a 30 minutes walk home from Al-Azhar instead of a 5 minutes bus ride just because I want to...
Abandoning his bike for the day cos I want to go public. Just because I want to wear a mermaid skirt..
Sending me flowers on my doorstep as a surprise (!!! I've never received flowers, everrrrrr)...
Randomly telling me to get ready cos he's arriving in half and hr's time to fetch me for dinner..
& the list goes on.
Last night on the way back home from Pasir Ris to my place, I can't stop thinking about how lucky I am. To think that I used to grumble about how I can't sleep on a bike , how selfish is that? When he is the one who is riding, all the way from the east to the west, then sends little miss spoilt brat to her doorstep before riding back all the way to the east. With no complaints. (Or maybe not yet lol)
Whatever it is, just wanna let you know I appreciate everything you've ever done for me and how thankful I am for you..
I love you.
xoxo
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