I love you everyday...

Not everyone is given a chance to have someone to love and love them back.

There are those that only give but doesn't receive it.

There are those days, lonely days, when you feel envy of couples.

When rainy days and coffee shops are lonely and heavy.

YET, here we are.

Thousands, millions, billion of people coexisting...

was given this chance to make it work..

YET here we are..

Picking petty things to raging petty fights...

Failing to appreciate, at times..

Failing to be thankful. at times..

as we learn to grow and live together...

we had learned how to take each other for granted..

After a long and tiring day, i look at you..

and i remember those lonely coffee and rainy days..

those times when i feel envy and cringing frustration..

i look at you, stare at you and watch you sleep..

how blessed i am no longer having those sad experience..

That in this world of love, i am important.

I matter. Because i have you.

And so...

I do my best everyday, to treat you and love you

Like i'm gonna lose you...

That everyday, no matter how trying and difficult my circumstances

I invest patience, understanding and compassion to whatever

it is you're going through as well. I love you.

Rightly so, I should suffer with you...

And get through it all with you..

i love you.

i love you.

i love you.

Thank you for letting me, everyday...

I am not perfect. Not an excuse but more of a wondering question. How could you like or even love someone as imperfect as me. I have nothing really. But it felt like at most times I have everything.

I love where i am right now. I love who i am with. i love what i do.

I can't see myself happy elsewhere. Just bear with me some more.

I plan to live my life with you. The rest of it.

Through harder and more difficult times to the successful and rewarding ones.

I will grow old with you. Build a home and raise a family of our own.

A quaint house in London and a humble unit in the metro to go home to.

 

I would travel with you to the places i like and love in the metro

be more adventurous and take you in farther places and tell you stories

while we create lots of our own. Stories to share to our friends and kids.

Hoping someday we could bring their too.

Explore and immerse in different places around the world.

Those places you had long been dreaming of going to.

Trying things you've always wanted and even those things

you never believed and thought existed.

Each day that passes may be hard to bear but it's worth the passing

for it is another day i started and will end with you.

A day closer to the future we are building together.

I will always be here.

Always.

Okay? 

I see differently...

He doesn't like himself.

His hair he said, is not soft like mine. I like it. The way it rushes through my fingers when i comb it gently to put him to sleep and even long after he had done so. I didn't like the cut i have to say when we first met but got better overtime. *wink

He doesn't like himself.

His lips he said, they're dry and chop, not plump neither pink. I like them. How discreetly full they are, how i wet them when we kiss and bite it a little, they're pink  and soft in the morning. But i'd kiss them everyday even if it comes to our late years when it had thinned overtime.

He doesn't like himself.

His skin he said, has lots of blemishes, scars and dry. I like it. How relatively fair it is that it complements his brown eyes and strong ebony facial hair. The scars he condemns that tell alot of stories i had been interested to know over and over. His birthmarks and whatever's left of it, his identity. My life partner's identity.

He doesn't like himself he said.

NO BJ Pascual, NO Robi Domingo not even a Benjamin Alves in his physical waking. I like it. I like it that he is different from them. Not a hint of them in him. For he his just as admirable as he is. He is lovable as he is. He is mine, thankfully, as he is. Lucky me!

"Ang gwapo mo." Everyday, more often than once. Not out of obligation or false flattery as i am accused of every time. I said it as it is. I said every time, whiule looking more like staring actually at him. It isn't something i throw out in the air.

He never believed.. He doesn't believe.

These insecurities. These flaws. These little things.

They matter. They are what makes him the person i like. 

I love.

Will unconditionally and tirelessly love for the rest of our lives. 

Worth it.

That's what you are. From now on, you won't be alone. I will smile and celebrate with you on happy times. I will hold your hand, run and stay at your side during trying times. I will provide you comfort and cry with you need be when you're at your worst. I will be patient, more patient on your mood swings. I will love you unconditionally for you are not just mine but i am just as much is yours. I love you. I love you so much!

Waited more than a decade to  finally start my life.
Thank you for putting up those likes and making that 11-hour trip.

You truly and undoubtedly worth it.