Like any other relationships, mine certainly isn’t damn well near perfection. Whoever said opposites attract anyway? I can perfectly name some points that made me wonder why my boyfriend stayed this long.
1st. I go out all the time. I don’t think I’m ready to stay at home on Saturday Nights, I guess, even if there are good dvd’s at home. He might have to come up with something fun if he wants to stay home at Saturday Night because a restless me might stamp my bratty foot down.
2nd. I’m high maintenance. Sum up the contacts solution, the asthma inhalers, the hair treatments, the massages and the frequent dine outs, my boyfriend will declare bankruptcy in behalf of me.
3rd. I hardly talk at all. Even if I can be left alone with a crossword puzzle and think that it’s the most happiest times of my life doesn’t mean that I am a snob and I don’t make an effort to be nice. Ironically, he is the life of the party. I wouldn’t be surprised if my girlfriends invite him more than me.
4th. I have habits that would make him curl up in horror. I chew on my nails. Hardly comb my hair. I have my obsession of nike bags and adidas sportswear . Bark at bad service. Hate jeepneys.
5th. I’m possessive and don’t want him to be very friendly with his female friends. Sometimes he is being TOO friendly with other women and it FUCKING bothers me a lot because sometimes these women get ideas into their heads and might think that he might like them – SO IRRITATING. And now they’d feel sorry for me! I understand that is how he is with the Super friend of the Year Award. But really. Sometimes – just out of respect FOR ME or RESPECT for what we have – curb it. Minimize it. You are only going to be THAT friendly and passionate to me and not to all of your other friends who are girls. I do not want the same treatment. It is up to you. If you want ALL of them to be your girlfriends, then count me out of it. I do not want to be part of a virtual orgy.
6th. I don’t think I’m just paranoid. I’m a woman and we have the strongest instincts compared to men. Men are sometimes clueless and you might say, “Of course not she’s in love with me!” But if I feel something, I feel SOMETHING. Get it?
So what to do. What to do – help me out here.
I’m afraid to give you my all,I’m afraid to fall in love with you completely. But the truth is I have given you my all. And I do love you completely there is no other person I want more than I want you, and the reason it always comes down to losing you is because I’m so deeply afraid of losing you.
I like you because I know you’re always there.. there to catch me when I fall.. there to listen when I need you, there when I feel alone. I like you because you understand me.You know how I feel when I can’t say it.You know I am not strong as I say and still you never let me know that I am fooling you.I like you because you make me believe,believe that i am not worthless…believe that I am worth it.You make me feel that I can be love and can love others. I like you because you know that I felt this way but can’t say it and still you wait..letting me take my time to come to terms with the fact that I like you much.
Do you want to know what my problem is? Problem is I love you, I love your name,I love the way you look at me,I love your amazing smiles,I love the way you talk,I love what you look like when you are asleep, I love the sound of your laugh,to hear your voice fills my entire heart with an indescribable feeling.I love the way I can be having the worst day of my life and seeing you completely changes my mood.
Maybe its the way you grab my hand and hold it.. or the way you hug me…or maybe it’s the way you wrapped your arms around me.. maybe the way that we exchange sms for hours about absolutely nothing but still I feel like it.I just had a best conversation.. maybe its the way that I want to break down and cry when I think about how you hold me in pedestal..may be that’s it that make me want you so much.. maybe that what makes me miss you so much nowadays.
I’m so afraid of losing you..
You make me happy ….
and I feel like I love you everyday that makes me hard to get rid of you
once in my life:ALMOST BUT NOT QUITE–
Have you ever met someone whom you consider as the perfect one for you?
Someone whom you feel at home with, like a reflection of your self, despite all the things that you don’t really have in common, and regardless of your religions, cultural, emotional and social differences…
Someone who laughs at your jokes, even if they are not funny and downright cornyor plain. Someone who would agree to your wildest, craziest, and sometimes criminally inclined ideas. Someone who knocks you off your feet, while lifting your soul up to cloud 9.
I have… almost, but not quite.
Because although it seems like we’re a perfect match, we turned out to be the perfect representation of the saddest love stories Math has ever told…
Of parallel lines, who were never meant to meet. Of tangent lines, who were together once then parted forever. And of asymptotes, who could only get closer and closer, but could never be together.