Hello two thousand and twelve
Two thousand and eleven was a year of many things, but it was mostly falling in love with you.
In January, you wished me happy new year at the stroke of my midnight, and I remembered smiling into my phone, wondering what an old friend’s visit and a six hour conversation could lead to.
In February, we decided to vacation together on a whim. You confessed that you were afraid of losing another 11 months if you didn’t try, you told me you were in love with me. Before you asked me officially you offered me your chocolate ice cream and shoved it into my face, and we were laughing and I had ice cream on the tip of my nose when I said yes.
In March, I visited you and you cooked for me and danced with me and kissed my chubby cheeks one too many times. You were patient and kind and devoted, and I watched you tear as my train left and I felt like I left a part of me behind.
In April, we spent your birthday apart but more than made up for it with a package, late night skype calls and long text messages which barely concealed the missing and the longing and the wishing. You were encouraging during my job search and many times you push me when I procrastinate and you made me feel encouraged and hopeful.
In May, you were my rock, my anchor, my escape from my work and responsibilities. You soothe me and comfort me and listened to me and you always made me feel happy just because I have you by my side. Always here when I needed you, you leave your phone switched on throughout the night just so I can wake you up when I have bad dreams.
In June, we celebrated our fifth month together. Being apart is difficult, and sometimes the miles seem daunting. But you always reminded me why we are here to make it work, you showed me that you are here for keeps. We learnt and discovered more about the other, we fought and made up and we argued and talked and too many times, I fell asleep to the lull of your voice reading.
In July, you surprised me on my birthday. You showed up unannounced and I will never quite forget seeing you in the airport and how I felt my face light up and how I couldn’t believe that you are actually right here by my side. You spoilt me and you pampered me and you made me feel like I am the luckiest girl. I am so grateful to have you, so thankful for the twist of fate that brought us together again.
In August, we held on to the memories of a trip that went past too fast. Because you told me I love you at the airport before you left, you always started and ended the day with I love you whereas I accidentally blurted it out a few times before protesting that it doesn’t count because well, the first time should be special, magical.
In September we met again. We spent five glorious days together, and I realised how much I have come to depend on you because not hearing from you some days the month before made me miss you so much that it hurt. We argued over silly things like crossing the road, we went to TWG to drink tea every other day, we found out your need to eat too many times a day and my not seeing things through your eyes, and you finally met one of my dearest friends.
In October, we continued with writing a reason to each other every night, ‘I love you because…’ I think about you constantly, more so than before because I wasn’t sure when was the next time I could see you again. I sleep with your letters under my pillow, your scent makes me feel just a little bit closer to you.
In November, you sent me the most lovely vase of roses for our 9 months, and followed that with a package of cute stationery. You surprise me constantly with your thoughtfulness, and I feel as if you do so much more for me that I can ever hope for.
In December, I was looking forward to you coming here so much that the eighteenth went unnoticed. You told me you felt more attached than ever to me, and everytime you woke up you reached over to kiss me and tell me that you love me without fail. We finally had time to work out the kinks of being physically together, and recognise that it might be difficult but we will try. We will try because it is worth it, we will try because we are in this for the long haul. We know this will be the last time for a very long time before we see each other again, but we have plans, goals, and we will always have love.
Happy 2012, the second year to forever that we will spend together.
