just read sash's latest post and it articulated some of my thoughts so well that i had to take a deep breath and sigh after reading it.
crazy in love, what a beautiful thing. to be head-rushingly, heart-thumpingly overwhelmed by all the warm and fuzzy feelings that make every day bright and sunny. to be laughing and intimate when you're with him, and to have thoughts of him bring big smiles when you're not. when you have to pinch yourself to know that it's not just a dream, and fairytales and reality merge to form a perfect technicolored whirl.
it has never failed to amaze me that there are singporeans who just find "someone to settle down and apply for a hdb flat with...", without experiencing all the wonders of love. perhaps they got jaded after one/several failed incident/s; or they found that warped ad very er...sweet (you know the ad? where the guy shyly asks the girl if they want to get a flat? as a way of proposing?).
maybe i will become that way someday (though i sure hope i won't), but right now, for me, love is still that very important essence that a person must have to be truly alive.
fierce fights and golden silences
witty conversations and cheery laughter
serious decisions and spontaneous actions
knowing glances, strong arms, a shoulder to lean on
warmth
tender strokes and hungry kisses
comforting tv-watching and squabbly outings
domestic wholesomeness and naughty wildness
romantic dinners and noisy gatherings
trust, loyalty, respect, support
love
unconditionally committing "all (my) eggs to one basket"? well, that's just part of the craze. heh
*shrug* perhaps i'm just a silly billy =)
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