Shout out for the Queen of my heart :)
To the woman who brought me into this world,
Salamat sa tanan lessons you taught me, the patience and the prayers.
No more of this.
I'm resolved to pulling away... to keeping my distance... to hold it in...
Why do things when nobody really sees it?
Why care so much when it's not reciprocated?
Why even bother?
I'm sick with all of this rollercoaster, hot and cold, up and down bullshit.
What I need is stability and consistency.
I gave too much of myself, I'm taking all of it back.
Screw it all.
I'm telling you, he rocks!!!
Why?
Because last night, he put 4 pieces of my most favorite chocolate in the world, Ritter Sport in my underwear drawer to surprise me and was waiting for my reaction (i know, right?).
Of course, my 8-year-old self kicked in and I jumped up and down while clapping. A truly embarrassing sight that had him laughing his arse off.
And this morning? Another 4 more chocolates in my other drawer.
Ritter Sport = $1.something each (x8)
April acting like an 8 year old = Priceless!
Just the tummy for now, not the tushy...
So, David and I are okay. I am so into making a big fuss and freaking out that I made myself restless the entire day yesterday until he picked me up from work.
Guilty much? I know.
You know how I realized that I got a man that totally rocks? Well, he decided to write it off - my stupid accusations and insinuations. I'm glad he understands (or at least tries to understand) what I'm going through. And for that, I'm thankful.
I made myself swear on Winnie the Pooh's round rumbly tummy that I will try my very best not to do what I did, again. It's a Pooh-lover's honor so it's kind of a big deal.
