22 October
If it was a woman, 1 month more and a baby must have been born. But…
Happy 8 months of love my dear! Not always that we are in good terms. What with my short temper and short fuse. Relationships are not always that perfect. But hope that you forgive me for these times and understand me.
j’t'aime 
Mea culpa.
Sometimes…
I can be unreasonable
I can snap and can’t control my temper
My pride gets in the way
We talked last Thursday night. All’s settled. All’s well.
Thanx my love. It was my fault.
je t’aime
Love is complicated if
- your in a long distance relationship
- your other half always assumes your doing something bad even if its not true
- you do this thing and your other half interprets it negatively
- etc.
I don’t know what to do. Sometimes it gets unreasonable and just replays again and again and again. I’m getting tired of all this stuff. Right now, I just want to have my space and not think about it. Or not talk and cool off.
Darn! I can’t sleep.
HAPPY 7 MONTHS MY LOVE! 21-Sept-04 23:56
A proud grin. 4 minutes before hitting twelve, the love of my life sent me the above sms message.
Yes.
7 months of fun, laughter, joy.
7 months of tears, pining for each other’s presence and each other’s warm kisses and hugs.
7 months of love.
7 months since I’ve known this person. A good dancer and singer, beautiful, intelligent, romantic, oftentimes mushy, but nevertheless, one who makes me feel happy even if we’re miles away.
Happy 7 months my dear.
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