a year’s nothing. time’s nothing. we shouldn’t count.
cos time stops whenever i’m with you, or at least i wish it could.
i can’t explain in a single reason why i love you, but i can give you many ideas of what i love about you.
when you sneeze into my face
when you go, mao mao in that tone
when you do that ugly pout
when you dig your nose HEEHEE
when you fart, even in my face
when you go on and on about canoeing
when you ignore me on msn to watch canoe videos
when you ignore me to talk to collin bout strokes
when you hold my hand
when you hug me tight tight
when we eat at seoul garden
when you act silly
when you TRY to humor me
when you play with rusty
when you let me play with rusty
when we just do nothing at all
when we watch stupid shows
when we do stupid things
when we see stars in each other’s eyes
when you carry me
when we cuddle all night and talk
when we have stayovers
when we cook together
when we talk late into the nights
when you make me cry
when i make you cry
when we end up crying together
when we quarrel, about everything, anything
when i get jealous bout yknowho
when months just fly past, and
when some just crawled
when we study tgd, and
when we digress by doodling
when we try to write in chinese
when we talk about us
when we talk about tweelalas
when we walk into the night
when we scream for each other during races
when my heart swells if you win, and
when i still love you if you don’t
when you said im a winner no matter what
when you stayed by my side when i was in ttsh
when you cried cos i hurt myself
when you injured yourself cos i hurt myself
when you held me close and told me it doesnt matter
when i see in your eyes that only i matter
when whatever we do in the past 365 days, i can’t seem to recall every bit,
but yet i know everywhere i go, there’ll always be traces of us.
fish&co, national library, night cycling, iceskating, bowling, novena, j8, cck, causeway pt, vivo, cini, heeren, clarke quay, billybombers, acid bar, mos, new year, kallang – i can go on and list every inch of spore, but i have a memory for each that we’ve visited and the list will be miles and miles long. And simple things that every other person does, we made it special to just us.
we’ve been through so damn much, and you know it, i know it, only we both know how much, and i finally know what “accept you for who you are” means, cos you made sure i got that damn right. with you, i never saw the need to hide what i was feeling, even anger, sadness, happiness, pms-ness and all. and i hope, you never did too. i felt like you were the bestest friend i could ever have, and you are, and have been to me. that’s why im lucky. people get best friends, people get boyfriends, but i got really lucky. i’ve got a soul mate who listens to my dreams, who dreams with me, who tells me his dreams. i’ve got a soul mate who is willing to give all he’s got to make us what we are today. i’ve got a soul mate, who is everything, and more, that i could ever ask for.
and for you, i’ll put the stars in your hand.
and for you, i’ll give you all i’ve got.
i could go on all night, cos ive got so many things to tell you, but all of which you already know. i could just type about every single detail, but i won’t. cos you know it too, and we’ll just keep it in our hearts, for a long long time.
cos every time im tired, you pick me up again.
i love you, words that no other who say will make more sense than when you do.
and i hope it’s the same for you.
for the worse, or better,
we’ll see each other through,
just like mao maos do (:
