i have learnt that life can change in a split moment so it is important not to take mundane inconsequential days for granted. sometimes it is just so nice to have a day when nothing happens and there is no significant weight weighing us down. ageing — whether the relationship or our selves – can feel dangerous because it is easy to just let everything settle to a routine because we naturally gravitate towards comfort and ease. celebrating these monthly anniversaries keeps us on our toes: that we need to deliberately seek out a certain amount of discomfort so we can expand both our souls and the relationship itself. i tend to swim chronically in a pool of darkness but days like this i get to breathe and experience some light. why can’t i apply this love and mindfulness every day? nevertheless she is the light of my life
— without her i wouldn’t know what it means to love and be loved, that it is only in her presence i can fully and utterly be my self, yet she is also the only reason why i don’t want to be my self, in order to be capable of surrounding her with the love she deserves. wow 100 months. so much laughter, so many tears, every moment we keep up this fight to love, because love slips away the moment we stop noticing it.