Waking up to his texts. Falling asleep to his voice. Hugging me. Holding my hand. Kissing my cheek. The smallest and most simple gestures mean the most to me. Something about those small things make such a wonderful impact to me. Especially when it’s coming from him. Through our hardships and how the whole world may rest on our shoulders, he still manages to be the one person who gives me hope and happiness. We may be on each other’s nerves and may not see each other eye to eye at times, but we look past those things and realize those things are silly. Silly enough to know that we can be mad one minute and the next we laugh it off because we know it was a stupid thing to worry about. We’re a team. We work things out. Together. Together we can face the world and fight any evil doer out there that gets in our way. If one of us appears to be blue or down in the dumps, the other will find one way or another to bring a smile on their face.

And the things he does for me to make me smile, are small and simple.
The way I love it to be. 

mike-onic:

There are times where you just lay in bed and think. And usually they are always negative thoughts. But for now, this night, it’s all positive. It’s making me realize things. I have someone. It’s making me realize that. It’s been 6 months and I still am getting adjusted to this. I have someone who…

Six months down, the rest of our lives to go. Thank you for sharing and showing with me this whole new world with you. <3

My dear sweet heart and butt face,

Thank you for the most wonderful and memorable winter break I ever had. It’s one that I will never forget. You were my first boyfriend who I now celebrated four holidays with. Spent quality time with both of our families. Who I spoiled with tons of presents and surprises. And in return gave me two things that made me have tears of joy. The first and only boyfriend who I went on a road trip with and spent New Year’s Eve and day with in Disneyland. You were not only my first mistletoe kiss, but also my first New Years kiss. You’re my last kiss of 2011 and my first kiss of 2012. Wow. So much happened. I’m so happy that everything happened. Even some of the bad things.

I am so glad that I was able to have random adventures to having Wing Stop, grocery shopping, building our first blanket fort, and watching “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button” with you today. I know that some things didn’t go according to plan, but hey, that’s how we are. Spontaneous. It’s been crazy how far we have gone so far and what we have accomplished. We have our up’s and down’s. But it’s worth every single second with you.

I am completely thankful to have a blessing like you in my life.

I just told my boyfriend that I’m going with him and his family to Disneyland for New Years. I told him an hour ago and he’s STILL spazzing like crazy. Hehehe. I’m super excited and happy to go to one of our favorite places with him :D

Isn’t that cool or what?

I’m going to Happiest Place on Earth with my boyfriend! <3<3<3

She had a heart that has been broken to pieces from her past. This girl carried it a brown bag because she thought she can put the pieces back together herself. For she didn’t believe or trust anyone else who can fix her heart at all. But every time she did, her heart broke more and more because it was so fragile. She gave up fixing it, and decided to wait for someone who she believed she can fix it for her and take care of it well. The problem was her searching for that certain someone. It was harder than she thought. It felt like her search can take forever.

All she did was focus on her heart being broken. She forgot that it could still beat for her to live. Even when her heart was in pieces. Then. Without even noticing. There has been someone this whole time who has been able to piece her heart into a whole and show her that it’s okay to live her life. This girl never figured how or when someone did until this man has claimed that he will take care of it.

The girl never expected for this man to take care of her heart because she never thought that he would. Unexpected and developed feelings with surprises here and there, she learns that she finally found love. A love that she never felt before. It made her feel warm like when the sun touched her skin for the first time after the very cold, cold rain drops of winter has pounded her down. It made her believe that fiction can become reality. For it truly felt like she was living in a fairy tale and her Prince Charming has swept her off her feet.

But in this case, she made him her King. For she wanted to treat him like royalty, to make him feel divine and get everything he deserves. To shower him with every ounce of love she can. She wanted to give him the whole world for he showed her a whole new one. But her King has faced his own demons, ghosts that haunted him throughout his time, and defeated dragons who spit fire and deceived him. The man, her King, needed his heart to heal and be fixed for he has lived such a difficult life as well. She knew that her heart has been healing and believed that it was finally her turn to claim his heart so she she can help him.

She never thought it could be so hard to take care of someone else’s heart when she couldn’t take care of her own. There was so much to bear because she still dwelled in her past. Yet she knew straight up knows how her new King has been her present and intends to be his future. It was just her own demons, ghosts, and dragons kept following her. Dragging her down and pulling her back to the state of mind she never wants to come back to. But stupid girl, a very stupid girl she is, she tends to forget that he has his own demons, ghosts, and dragons follows him as well. Oh how it became such the most difficult time for them both. They let those awful things take over them. They cried themselves to sleep without telling each other. They held their breaths to avoid hurting each other again. And they forget why they got together. It took awhile, but in order to get over her past, she had to forgive and forget. To move forward. And finding her King was her answered prayers. Then she realized about her most valuable thing she can carry and have. Her heart. He was there for her to fix her heart. And she wanted to make sure that her heart to become truly whole. It wasn’t for her anymore. She knows that now. She wanted to give her heart to him. He deserves her heart. Since he already has given her his own heart. She never understood why he gave it to her in the first place. Until now. He trusted her that she can fix and heal his heart like he did for hers.

And she found out the perfect way to help the both of them. She made her heart become his. Her heart was the missing pieces of his. His heart was the missing pieces of hers. They never realized it, but their hearts meshed and came together so perfectly. As if they were made for each other. Designed to beat the same beat. Destined to find each other after all of the pain and suffering that they face and conquered. Two hearts that created a whole new love for the King and the girl who became his Queen.

Like every sappy and lovey dovey fairy tale, they would be living happily ever after. But their story was no fairy tale. That was only the prologue. The beginning of their story. And they write every page together as their hearts beat the same beat. And on the first page, the first words were:

“My heart is all yours, my dear. It is all yours. It always has been and it always will be…”

If it wasn’t for him, I would be lost. Searching for nothing because I would have no idea what or where to look. I would not even care about my life or my future because all I did was dwell in the past. But God sent me a blessing. An angel sent from above to help me up and keep me going. Although I may deny myself and accuse myself to be as evil as the Devil, my angel proves me wrong and shows me that I deserve wings and my ability to shine light to the world like him. He saw me when I was invisible. He has seen what lies ahead of me and he is simply guiding me to the path that I am needed to be on. He is my answer to my prayers. The something that I have been searching for. Thank you Lord for my blessing. And I pray You continue to do so.

Every time he sings to me, I fall asleep with a smile on my face and wake up to a puddle of drool.

He always knows what the right things to say. In this case, he doesn’t need to speak. He shows it to me in different forms of his affection toward me. I don’t know why or how he manages to do this for me every day. But every single day, he finds new ways to make me smile when I don’t want to. He doesn’t even have to force me to do anything. He encourages me. He does it so naturally. All of the small things he does, it can be just holding my hand or sending me a text, it matters to me the most.