this moment

i like watching you sleep, to feel you gnash your teeth, shudder or twitch a muscle next to me while you dream, hopefully, of me. but i don't tell you that.

i didn't dare to tell you also while you were asleep today, tears fell as colin raye's love me played, and i thought how bittersweet and romantic it would be if we were to end up like the song's grandpa and grandma.

and well, it took alot of guts to confess the biggest reason why i cried so hard when the hp was stolen (i know it) was that all your 126 smses spanning over a year i've kept were gone.

the toughest hours to go by are those spent missing you.

i love you dear, very very much so.