Well, here we go. Celebrating yet another year of your life with Svet and I. It's been what?, almost four years since we started celebrating your birthday together? That short a span of time, but it feels like I've known you forever. And no, of course I am not getting tired of being with you. When I was a little girl, I used to dream of a man who makes me feel warm just by touching my hand. When I was a high school girl with childish dreams, I used to say that I will find someone that will love my future daughter as much (or even more) as I would love her. When I was in college and at the peak of my craziness over Maroon 5, I swear I will forever stay beside the person who will sing to me my all time favorite song, Must Get Out.
Guess what. You came and made all those dreams come true. I must have done something good at some point in time when I was growing up, to be given someone like you. So you're not perfect. Who is? I know I'm not. And everyone who doesn't believe in you sure as hell aren't perfect, either. Who needs someone perfect when I can be myself when I'm with you? I can have my hair all messed up, wear shirts a couple, even several days old, have unclean nails, a yucky running nose, but you. You touch my hair like it's the most beautiful thing you've ever laid your hands on. You cuddle up to me like and smell me like I'm wearing something just out of the closet. You look at my fingers and laugh at how dirty they are, but kiss them just the same. You wipe my nose with your hands or shirt when I'm crying my heart out in front of you, and you don't mind. Somebody else can do that. But it wouldn't feel half as comforting as when you are doing it.
I know that we are going through a very tough time right now, and I admire you for sticking with us and not leaving even though you have been asked to many times, by me, and by an unbelievable number of people around us. You live life as if everything is okay, and I live life as if everything is not okay. And I guess that makes us a good combination. You make me feel loved, every fucking day of this cruel life. You always stayed strong, for me, for us, and but for you I would've never survived this long. I cannot even begin to form the words of how thankful I am that you are what you are.
I love you Paulie.
Happy birthday.
Happy father's day.
13 comments:
Ang sweet! As in! hehehe...
Happy Birthday sa hubby mo :)
You sound like you have a winner!! That was such a sweet letter; I hope all of you had a wonderful Father's Day! :)
That was such a sweet love letter to your hubby. I bet he's grinning from ear to ear while reading this post.
marce,,,,this is sooo sweet. Marunong ka rin palang magiging sweet and cheesy like us..he..he...our partners are really great blessings from God to us..Like your Paulie admire ko rin ang quality ng hubby ko to handle situations like problems never existed...you're blessed marce to have a hubby like yours:) Have many more years to enjoy life with each other..until the end of times:)
at napaiyak naman ako sa letter mo marce kaye. truly a letter that comes from the heart. and reading between the lines, i know i am not alone with all my worries and cares. what will we ever do without our hubby's by our sides no? i can't even begin to think about it. take care marce. may you and paulie stay happy and in love.
aw... aww... awww... yun lang masasabi ko. para ba akong tuta? hehehe
awww... sooooooo sweeeettt.. sana nga ma meet ko rin ang lalaking gagawin ang lahat para mahalin ko sya at mamahalin ako kahit sino pa ako...
ohhh.. this is so sweet.. grabe.
this is nice, he read this or not?
aw as in sinulat mo to ke paulie??? siguro iiyak si yobib pag nabasa nya to.. ngee di nmn pra sa knya emotero. hahhaha
wag mong ssabihing di pa nya to nbbsa ha! uupakan kta!!! hihihih
pero tlaga marce kinilig ako.. u write so well.. siguro binigyan ka ng malufet na kiss at hug ni paulie nung nabsa nya to.. ihhhh kilig ako
oh my goulash....naiyak ako sis ha...buhuhuhu so much love and passion..hay, ka artistic talaga, pati writing and temperament :D
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