Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Hey baby,


Happy 25th months! Whoohoo... This is the first month towards the 3rd year and as the years go by, it gets scary but it can be exciting with abundance of great experiences. The first 2 years has gone by as if it was only a few couple of months. The first 2 years were tertiary and as we move along, a different level of test will be on our relationship, but I look forward to watch and understand how our quite comical, unique and loving bond can reach heights we never thought we could. Besides, who would have thought we could tolerate each other till this 25th month?

I am deeply amazed by your endless ability to stick with me through thus far and I am greatly taken aback by how you could simply take my nonsensical self and sometimes weird ways of handling our relationship. For all the crazy times and the hurtful things, I don’t take it back, it only proved to me what I provoked, you could handle! Well, likewise! Haha.

I love how we laugh things off, but we do not just leave it as that, we communicate when going over the limits sound’s its alarm and we restart from there in order to iron out crumpled pavements to only to enjoy one another and see that despite differences we are able to accept and complement each other to overcome flaws.

I respect how you and I deal with tough and irritating situations be it within us or around. The maturity that you express and keep within doesn’t resolve how anyone at our age can argue not having the same level of maturity. This only goes to show how rare it is to have found you in the midst of the 21st century dog eat dog society.

I love you.

Justin.

Dafted and reflected by - Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. at 12/09/2009 12:00:00 AM

1 comment:

Baby said...

Thanks love, love you =) Hugs.

December 9, 2009 at 12:21 AM

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