Oh, so it's me ar?

 

Slowly, as time goes by, I begin to realize something that my dear had been trying to convince me for quite a long time. Ha!

I do love him more than he loves me!! Hahahahaha. 

He is like the center of my life. My doings, my thinkings and my moods can be severely affected by him. I don't need the whole world to agree with me, but I need him to agree with me. So if he does not, most likely, I will change it such that he agrees with me. I want to pamper him, help him do stuffs and I felt really happy doing that and when he asks me to do that. I need my doses of dear dear every now and then. I allow him to dominate over me and I gladly accept that. I can do almost anything to add points and I feel over the moon the moment he add some points for me! Whatever happen, his support is of the utmost importance to me. My face lit up immediately the moment I see him and I became a puppy who jumps in joy when they see their owner. I feel so happy and bliss and start grinning ear to ear when he stroke my hair to sayang me. I can just look at him and grin non stop and I have no idea why I would do that (LOL!). I have no idea if I had covered all the stuffs I usually does/think but I think this entire list was exhaustive enough.

I never really believe that I love him more than he does because I always felt that he dote on me so much more than I do. And he can do so much more things for me (things I never like or want to do) and pamper me more than I do. Well, for that, he agreed. But today, we also agreed that doting and loving are separate things even though they go side by side.

I guess, the best explanation for it is that, I idolize him while he loves to protect me. And this was the formula which kept the flame burning as it is.

Dear: Why? Sad that you don't have someone who loves you more ar?

Me: Ya.

Dear: Then, you continue to believe that I love you more lo. Like you had done for the last 6 years.

Me: GOOD IDEA!

Dear: Believe for 6 years le, believe another 6 years lo. 60 more years also can.

Woah. 60 more years. By then, we will be 84. I wonder, how will we be like when we are 84. And I wonder, will I still be around? It must be lovely to grow old with your love, isn't it? I hope I will get the chance to do that. =D