I love you means that i accept you for who you are

it means that i do not expect you to be perfect 

it means that i will stand beside you through whatever you encounter, even if it threatens my life as well

it means that if you're ever in a badmood, i will do anything to make it better

it means that you can tell me whatever it is on your mind, your deepest secrets..secrets you've never told anyone

it means that you can trust me, and know that i would never hurt you on purpose

it means that through all of our fights and disagreements, we'll make it through, and we'll be stronger because of it

i love you TR :)

How do you tell someone the favourite moment you remember of them is the way they walk, the way their shoulders are poised, the all-too familiar rhythm of their footsteps? How do you let them know you remember the exact hour and minute of the exact day you fell in love with their voice, and why this was the turning point in your life?  How do you begin to rationalise why you remember word for word a particular trivial sentence they had uttered?

Perhaps you don’t. 

There are certain memories I have of someone that are too personal and private to even describe to them. Not so much because I doubt they’d understand but perhaps because I fear they will. Being understood through a memory implies the terrifying prospect of another’s capability to read my unspoken vulnerability. 

Instead, I go through life cradling the secret memory of the way his eyes shines when he looks at me, or the way he habitually smiling before he starts a conversation, or the electrifying passion I experienced when his hands brushed against mine on a saturday. I do everything plausible to keep the memory alive, get it inked, write about it from all possible angles in all possible mediums, compose a song and philosophize the intricacies of such revelations life churns out methodically  until it becomes less about the memory itself or the people who helped create it, but instead what I take away from it.  

I can’t wait for that day when I’m going to wake up next to that someone I love 

We both open our eyes and we both start looking at each other, face to face, smiling, and thinking to myself how much I love this moment. Wouldn’t it be nice to start off my day next to someone I love? Sometimes, the smallest things mean the most. You whisper “I love you” and kiss me good morning. I don’t know about you, but that’s something I’d appreciate doing and getting. I can’t wait for that day.

someday,2016