love reflex.
for the first time in many months, my boyfriend is actually asleep before I am. suddenly it feels strange being awake knowing he's snoring away on the other side of the country (when I put it that way, doesn't it sound romantic or what?)
when he was walking me home just now I told him if he ever decides to propose to me, he shouldn't get me a diamond ring. I said get me diamond shoes, they're way more practical than a ring, aren't you lucky I'm not demanding a ring from you? he goes why? I want to get one for you, why should I get married to you with a shoe. I said because it's so troublesome to wear a ring- I mean if I want to bathe, wash dishes, go for a run, play softball, I'd have to remove it. then I'd lose it. on the other hand, I've never lost a pair of shoes before.
my boyfriend gave a little sigh and didn't say anything after that. I think he doesn't understand a person like me. maybe sometimes he wonders why he had to pick me instead of someone more normal, someone who wears heels and doesn't eat and never perspires even when it's 37 degrees outside. you know, someone perfect.
but I guess that's just how we are. I mean, he has his own quirks that drive me mad too, leaving me tugging my hair and writing furiously in my diary (ha ha don't tell me you've never done it, you bunch of liars). the thing I've learnt the past 8 months is that no matter how different or stubborn I am, he still likes me for me. he's never complained about my ideals and principles, in fact he's tried to accomodate a great deal for me. Rizan's my rock. I can resist his help and insist on being all psycho-feminist on my bad days, but he's still here and that pretty much says something, doesn't it.
you know no matter how weird this heart is, it still loves you and only you.