I don’t know how this happened.
Before we (my husband and I) became girlfriend and boyfriend…
I remember that I’ve even tried cutting classes and successfully escaped a test in my college days just to have a chance to be with him.
My heart shouts with joy every time a professor announce a major project which is needed to finish by overnight. (We’ll have a chance to be together in a longer time! I do projects in his house because I don’t have computer for the research.)
I defend him over my father every time my father mentions things against him.
He loves to be with me and gladly follows me even in a Christian Church. (I’m invited by a friend).
He went to my school at the end of the day to take me home.
He gave me a ring.
Having a mutual feeling, he wants to protect me and so I felt like my life was under marshall law. But it’s okey I enjoy it. Ha ha!
When we became girlfriend and boyfriend…
I’m totally inspired of everything I do.
Feels like I’m flying without wings.
I love him.
He helped me cut my visual aids. (I’m an OJT at that time)
He took the responsibility of giving me allowance for schooling.
He dates me. Always.
We watch movies holding hands, even with horror film.
He always kiss me goodnight.
We sleep hugging each other.
I always write him a letter. He loves reading it.
He brought me a bracelet and a necklace.
Every night we say
He: Good night
Me: Sweet dreams
He: Don’t forget to pray.
Me: I won’t.
He: ‘Love you Forever.
Me: ‘Love you Forever and beyond.
We do this every night without fail.
When we became husband and wife…
I cook for him.
We still date each other.
He’s still over protective.
We kiss each other goodnight.
Comfort each other.
Sometimes we fight but we see to it that it’ll be gone before sunset.
We always exchange ‘I love you’. We didn’t miss a day without saying that.
He embraces me from behind whispering sweet words.
Sometimes we bath together. No kidding. (It’s time to conserve water.)
When we became a family…
He works in the morning, student in the afternoon, manage his computer shop in the evening. (Monday to Saturday)
He has a little time for me and my baby.
He wants to enjoy life so he wants to spend time outdoors. (Motor riding with his friends)
I understand him. So I let him. But I miss him…
So much.
We eat together before...but now, not always.
I understand.
There’s so much thing to be done.
What I do not understand…the more I miss him, the more he wants to enjoy outdoor activities.
We still drink coffee together every morning. (I thank God for that).
But the most important… We still love each other despite our time conflict.
We still don’t fail in exchanging ‘I love you’ everyday.
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