Friday, February 8, 2013

A lot like love.


A long time ago, we met up for the first time for dessert at East Coast. We sat in awkward silence because we didn't know what to say. I remember feeling nervous and thinking if I looked nice throughout the whole day during my internship.
A long time ago, we sat on a bench while I worried about what to say for fear that what I have to share would bore you.
A long time ago, your first words to me were "I just finished playing soccer, damn smelly. Warning."
A long time ago, I accompanied you to get your ears pierced.
A long time ago, you lost your first earring because it got entangled in my hair while you were play-wrestling me and it came off.
A long time ago, you accompanied me on an hour's train journey to send me off for dinner. When you realized I was alone, you rushed back to find me. I remember thinking that this could be something I can get used to.
A long time ago, we went out on dates sneakily after school because we were trying to avoid people and the things they might say.
A long time ago, we would brush off people's questions with a smile or a cheeky reply.
A long time ago, you secretly laid out some paper on the floor that, when put together, says "Will you be my girlfriend?". You were standing with the last piece of paper in your suit with a bouquet of flowers in hand.
A long time ago, we would take frequent walks on the bridge or at our secret place. Now, we don't do that anymore because time is always running out.
A long time ago, we can sit and talk for hours about what was on our minds. Now, we struggle to find the things that are important so that we can get them out before we forget.
A long time ago, we spend our days watching multiple movies. We caught everything that the cinema ever showed, even if we ended up with terrible choices (Contagion hahahaha). Now, we turned from movie fanatics to watching them only if there were good ones.
A long time ago, you took every chance you can possibly have to meet me. You rushed to find me and watch my hockey trainings after your flight. Now, I wait eagerly for the weekends to come.
A long time ago, you knew how much hockey mattered to me so you make it a point to always be there. You were my fanclub on the spectator stands, through rain or shine.
A long time ago, you realized how stubborn I can be when it comes to the things I am passionate about.
A long time ago, our lives revolve around each other. You moved with me, everywhere I went.
A long time ago, you discovered my love and pickiness when it comes to food. I moved and we ate. Roti Prata at Tampines, Beancurd at Kallang Airport, and now Simpang or wherever is near to us.
A long time ago, we don't talk on the phone. Now, it is the thing that we work towards at the end of the day.
A long time ago, we were available to each other 24/7 every single day. Now, we had lesser than 48 uninterrupted hours. Sometimes even lesser than that.
A long time ago, you hardly knew me. But you made the effort to, and now I have nothing left to hide.
A long time ago, I was afraid that I cannot impress you. Now, I hope that all I am is enough for you.
A long time ago, I was skeptical and a little bit scared. Now, I am only scared when you're not around.
A long time ago, I was impatient and demanding. Now, I've learnt that when I give, I cannot ask for anything in return because I know it might not be right now in this present moment. But one day, all that I have given would be worth it.
A long time ago, I was not sure. Now, nothing has been clearer.
A year ago, and now, so much has changed. We have fought and cried and grown and matured. Sometimes I feel so alive like a little bird that yearns to fly away and to fly far. But I always know that no matter where I go, and no matter where I wish I could be, I would go back home to you.

A year ago, things were really different. We were really different.

A year ago, the love and feelings I had for you, has not changed. In fact, they can only grow stronger.

A year ago, you made a permanent reservation in my heart. Now, you have a home in it.

A year ago, this was about a girl who didn't have anything to be scared of, someone who isn't a damsel waiting to be saved from distress. Now, I'm completely changed.

A year ago, this was about a shy boy who didn't talk much and was completely clueless about what to do. Now, that stranger is you.

A year ago, I love you just as much. And years from now, it would always remain this way.
You have been all kinds of wonderful. A gift specially for me, and I'm thankful for that. Thankful for you.

I love you, and happy anniversary Kenny See.

Thursday, February 7, 2013