30 more days

Today is the 11th month that we've been together.

I am amazed how time flies.

How quickly everything evolves.

I used to dread every day. Thinking what am doing with all these random people in my life.

And now, my life has a purpose.

All the evil deeds he had done in the past, I believe in giving chances.

The man, standing before me, the man, who sleep by my side every day, the man who kisses me in the morning, before work and when he came home, most importantly, the man who love me.

I have never imagined to be love. After all the things that happened in the past 23 years, I thought that I have really no hope in getting valued by someone.

And here I am, in the arms of a little man, who have gave me so much strength, he who complete me.

Looking around my room, there are traces of him. Towels, shirts, pants, shavers, the cards that we played, the Wii game that he set up, our shared mug, our incomplete puzzle, his pillow, our blanket....

He is part of my life now, part of my family now. These 11 months, I have used 8 months to integrate him into my life, 8 months to know who is truly is.

I realised I really love him. And at this point of time, at the age of 24, I want to spend my life with him.

I love you baby. Ok?