Do you remember the first time we met? Thefirst time we fell, or the first time we kissed. Do you remember how we were in the first two years together? Thoughts come running through my mind. You are important to me.Up until today and perhapstherest of my years you’d still have my heart. And all I hope is that you never give it back.
I could cry some tears of joy right now. When I think about how much you love me; when I think about how you take care of me. I know all you want to do is make me happy. And even when we fight you’d stay right thereand comfort me. Do you know how much I appreciate that? And I wish that someday I could take care of you too.
You spoil me, but you make me strong. You taught me things I never knew before. I was once a huge libertywall and you came and shattered me into pieces. But you caught me, now you still got me, and you’re taking me to whereI belong. Do you know how nice that is? To know I’m not alone becauseyou hold my hand even within thousands of miles away.
Do you know that I love you? I love you as a family, a friend, a lover, my partner. I will be with you when you’re happy; I will be with you when you’re down. And we will argue about little things, we willsquabble and disagree. But we will tone down our voices and make up; we will understand and accept. Nothing in this world is perfect.
And you’ll be the hyperactive clown that you are while I’ll be the weird and emotional little girl. My moods will be swayed and your patience will be tested. Your days will go beyond control and my thoughts will be challenged. But do you know that I wouldn’t change a thing? It’s what makes us different, it’s what makes us. And I think this imperfection with you is what I can call home.
