It's been a while since I've posted here.
A lot's happened already.
Preggers, marriage, soon to be a full-time mum...
Before all these, there's a small part in me that had inhibitions -
thoughts of our marriage not working out:
me leaving you, you leaving me,
you know, that kind of thing where it all ends in unhappiness?
I guess these thoughts are remnants of the beliefs I've had about love.
I never believed I would be lucky enough to meet someone who would truly love me.
Well, it's been a pleasant surprise everyday
To see your care, to feel your affection, and to taste your passion.
(The latter, really, has been the most amazing thing with me being apathetic mostly and all that)
Everyday I know my love for you grows stronger.
Steadily stronger.