You know how I've always Loved you.

Long ago before I'm attached, I would always imagine and assure myself that my future boyfriend will have to be a tall, presentable lad, well educated, smoke-free/ drug-free, take good care of me, love me for who I am, but most importantly, speaks excellent English. English is my life I would say, because back then, I cannot speak Mandarin at all. So eventually I grew not to like Mandarin and speak solely English. I did really hold onto my principles that I don't take a second look at those Chinese educated boys that were after me.

So how do I ended up with a Chinese educated boyfriend? I wanna keep the story short though. Well we started off as classmates. He dislikes me, rude and playful being the reasons. Somehow I manage to get the hint, and I stayed away. Who would have guessed one fine day he was in need of laptop, and me being the only one who have it that time, borrowed him without any hesitation. I was so concerned of his assignment that I happily asked him to bring my laptop home to finish off his homework.

Little did I know that this act of kindness change his impression towards me. But hey, I was stupid, really, borrowing a laptop to a friend I knew not more than a month? Hell no! I'm not gonna do that in future. He began to treat me differently and this is how our story starts. I didn't know that I was so attracted to him that I don't mind he speaks Mandarin 24/7. And no, he's not really that tall, he stands at 173cm only. Good grades? I'm clueless. Yeah, no smoking, no drugs, that's the most I knew. But he takes really good care of me. Out of so many, I liked the way he connects himself to me. He's more like a soul mate, he understands what I'm thinking, he can talk to me about just anything in the world without judging me.

And I never realized it has been 4 years. The 4 long years that brought us together, sharing bits of joy and happiness, laughter and pain. I remember how he assures me that the sun will shine after each heavy rain pour. He lets me know that life can be as colorful as rainbow. And I always adore how he would wrap me in his arms, and whisper "I love you". I love the way he runs his finger through my hair. And I miss how he would always hold me tight, letting me know that I would always have him to rely on. I like the promises he made, that often when I face obstacles in life, I know he will be right at the end waiting for me. I know that no matter how many times I fail in my life, he will be my guidance, he will be my light.

But not all fairytale are as sweet as cotton-candy. We did fought, we disagree with each other, we are simply two different creature that happens to fall for each other. Despite all that, loving him carries a deeper meaning to me. I love how he will always make up to me each time we argued. I love how he would prepare lunch and dinner just to let me taste home-cooked food. I love how he takes the effort to give me facial treatment when I'm lazy to wash my face. I love the way he sings to me at the nights when I cannot sleep. And I love how he would change the cloth on my forehead when I was having fever, and feeding me his home-cooked porridge.  And I love how he would make me sit up straight and teach me my dreadful subjects, Accounting, Law, Finance, and Taxation.

And he turned out okay. Well at least, almost similar to my expectations. Haha. Not so tall, but presentable, distinction holder and also book prize winner, smoke-free / drug-free, speaks Mandarin and English too, take good care of me still, and loves me for who I am, no doubt. I just love each and every little thing he ever did for me. I really do.

I couldn't find any reason to stop loving him. I'm glad it has been 4 years long. And I hope there will be more to come. But until then, I just wanna let him know that I appreciate him more than I ever could imagine. 

And I hope he knows.

Happy 4th Anniversary, my dear!