2 Years.
It’s 21 minutes till our 2nd anniversary together. How time flies. I remember first noticing you. We played a game called Yardsale together and got closer because of it. Coincidentally, I asked you to be mine while we were watching our friends play Cluedo. Our relationship sure has a lot of “games” in it.
Over the past two years, you’ve played games with me, mentally and physically. Sometimes when you’re sad, I always wondered if it was my fault. I never want to make you sad and ruin your mood. It’s the last thing I want to do. Your happiness is all that matters to me and if you’re not happy, I’m not.
I like the proverb “do unto others as you would have them do to you”. I like the meaning of it. That’s why I never liked to sulk or complain about anything to you. I know I do it once in awhile but I try my best not to. Because it’s not a nice situation to be in, trying to deal with a sulky boyfriend.
I’ve accepted you for the way you are. I’ve changed in many ways to suit your character and I’m happy to say that I’ve not regretted one bit. Every minute spent with you will always be a memory to me, however bitter or sweet they may be.
It’s been a great week, you’ve been in a great mood, but once again I’ve made you lose your mood by going on Skype half an hour late.
You’ll be opening your present in 9 minutes. I hope it’ll cheer you up and not disappoint you in any ways. I know how much you like presents, and I know how disappointed you’ve been with my inability to give you any.
I hope this works out well.
I love you, in my own way. You may not notice it, but I hope sooner or later you will.
Happy (soon to be) 2 years. May we be celebrating many more anniversaries together in the future.
