The clock just struck passed midnight not too long ago,i received a phone call from the other half who gladly remembered that its our 2 & 1/2 years anniversary which is by far my longest relationship. we’re both nothing close to being perfect,right, and perhaps misfit at times; but just let me get this right. I’ve been in and out of relationships like every other teenagers,some were flings,and some were serious relationships. Only to realize that, we all often take a relationship too seriously for the sake of the term ‘relationship’ and nothing much beyond that. I know there are well published books on relationships alone worldwide listing how a relationship really works.

Try not to take terminologies too seriously, like involving the should/shouldn’t do’s, must/musn’t have’s, and these are the expectations which most people fail to live up to. Expectations kills,slowly but surely. I’m nothing close to being a perfect partner,i swear i’m not; but one thing’s for sure, it takes more than just love to make things work. Behind closed doors, where happy pictures turns ugly, you and I both know how frustrating it can get to just get one blardy arguement over and done with.

Anyway,i wanna take this opportunity to wish this other half of mine who’s seen me grow from a rebellious seventeen bitch, into a turning twenty soon architect wtf. Its still feels rather new and odd whenever i’m with you, maybe its our undeniable differences that keeps it flaming.