I’ve been around and about quite abit the past week and its all been rather happyfying. Finding joy in the simplest of things,keeping the spark alive and all things fresh.

And realizing that we’re all still kids at heart, then giggling over it together.

Like the day the boy decided to buy domokun on a whim and we took him about town with us….he sat through quantum of solace with us…

and he got stuck in a paper bag…

rode the escalator ( possibly to his horror)

went to macs and decided to chill

and watched the world go by

bet he saw something that got him really eggcited..

see i’m 22 already and i can’t help but be won over by him.

Joy is walking through toys r us hand in hand and pointing out toys we never had as kids and then spending a dollar on one of those machines that dispenses plastic egg shaped things with a lil toy in it. Joy is going through the photos we took together and then laughing about them together. Joy is helping him paint his figurines or at least try to. Joy is watching him hard at work and knowing that you’re a part of it too.

one of the many figurines that he’s painted.

the only photos of i have of a short lived mambo before we got sloshed and the rest started running off or got lost.

we paid a little visit to our love bridge. I like this side of town, much quieter and quaint. Though I still mourn the loss of our lil watering hole.

happy 21st, love.♥

(don’t bother reading the rest if you’re not my boy or you can’t stand mush)

I know that sometimes I’m not easy to love, klutziness, bimbo moments, unmentionable booboos and all. But you still do so anyway and I thank my lucky stars every day for that. I’ve probably been one of the luckiest girls around for the past 21 months and I’ve never seen it clearer than I have of late. The knowledge of near misses and losses and of mortality has just made me realize your importance to me. You’ve seen me at my most vulnerable, my worst and lowest moments and it might have changed some things but it hasn’t changed the fact that I still have your love. Love isn’t about forgetting but forgiveness. And never has it been this way with any other. You’re special. With you, i’m stripped of all defences. You probably never realized this but you make me wanna be a better person.

Neither of us are perfect and we both know it and sometimes it makes loving the other party trying but thats what love is all about. growing together. And although sometimes you get on my nerves, I still love every living fibre in you, yes even your artistic capabilities which I absolutely adore. I could probably go on forever but I won’t do it here. All you need to know is that you’ve got the best of my love,all of it, till the end of time. I love you, kenneth koh. xoxo.