This is gonna be a very good read.

Although I’m only at my first sentence not knowing what my next line would be. I am convinced, I am always this sure & this is probably the easiest for me. It always has been this easy writing about me,this part of me; about him.

I could still recall this broken child who just turned seventeen a couple of months before Christmas Eve which happens to be exactly four years ago. Knowing that when you stare right through my eyes, you’ll catch a glimpse of hidden sorrow about the all that has happened; and there I was,barely breathing alive. Remember the screwed up Prom Night with Colin wtf although it wasn’t much his fault as he was the nicest person I knew, leading on to a series of post SPM fun before settling down for a part-time waitress job at Uncle Lim’s.

Uncle Lim’s was the place I had my first pay cheque; finally earning a couple of hundred bucks for the triple pay thrill. I could still recall the first time I introduced myself to the Keeper saying, my name is Ellie and his was Alvin. He was twenty & I was seventeen; finding myself very much like a kiddo bouncing around like a jelly-bean wtf.

I was very much driven by this force, a force to just not live the life I used to live. After ten days of jelly-beaning wtf if there’s ever such a word with me; we both knew that its more than just a whirlwind crush. I love how it felt when it seemed like we’re from two completely different worlds but yet it was a perfect fit because thats when you learn to appreciate all the things apart from what you already own.

He loved me for everything that I am,and everything that i’m not.
Be it a young bouncing jelly-bean or a soon to be architect.
Its for life,he said.

Christmas Eve was the day we met, and through the four years of being in this relationship; I am a very much happier person now & what we have has grown from a possible puppy love syndrome into an unbreakable bond. Lucky to be in love with your best friend, and luckiest when they keep you at the top of their world at all times.

The Keeper has thought me this valuable lesson that its okay to make mistakes,because each time when you realize, thats when you learn. I take shits,and I take them very well; same shit,different day. He’s never left my side,even when I left; and whenever we hold hands, its still that same feeling since day one. A perfect fit of one larger hand and another tiny one.

Cheers to the four great years and more to come in the future. I sure hope that a year from now today I’d read back and feel happy that all this about us has been written down here. Its amazing how the power of the love force can move mountains, the inverted commas mountains that were meant to heavily remaining where they are.

Don’t ever try to change what’s history because all that truly matters is the tomorrows. I’m more than just some chick with history who happens to do architecture, who owns a blog like every other & who believe in brutal honesty; I have the strongest will to move on and move lives. Woah sorry if that sounds pretty exaggerated but I think I’m happy to be able to touch some lives which I’ve stumbled upon; thats about it.

I’m a living proof that everybody deserves a second chance. Hence in this spirit of Christmas which I will be off to Thailand tomorrow although I just got home from Singapore an hour ago, always believe that everything happens for a reason & write it off as just a phase. It doesn’t make you,the entire you; its merely a phase.

In case you’re falling in love with me now,just fall with me.
Merry Christmas to you readers,my best wishes’ with you.

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