Life Is Good.

31st May 2012

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Happy 4 years sweetie

Today is my best friend Han Jays 18th birthday. It also marks the 4th full year since the day I met my love Diana Pham. We met on his 14th birthday. She was a young, sweet and sassy 13 year old girl; as she still keeps those roots today. I was 17 at the time, mindless of what future we had. The first time I saw her, I thought she was cute and nothing more about her. She wore blue jeans and a blue shirt that I still recall to this day. She added me on MySpace though she does insist that I added her rather lol. Young and immature we were, growing almost daily as we messaged and IMed, then slowly texted and talk, as it later becomes endless conversations and visits, all within 4 years, our friendship and soon love progressed. We started off genuine friends, not having feelings for one another, while in contact almost daily. Closer and closer we became. With time and a growing care for each other, we slowly became best friends. With each IM and text, conversation and simplistic hang out, we bonded closer, and still we did not think much of the affection we had or could expose. We lost the feelings for each other for a long stretch. Even though we still were in daily contact, I lost her. It hurt to see with someone else. But I had to believe. I was never the guy to believe in the soul mate crap, but today she makes me believe. Believe that there’s only that one special person that you are meant to be with. You have to meet them to realize, ‘hey, she’s it’. There’s something about her. We don’t just click, we vibe, trust, love and understand. We know who we are to each other. Not forcing anything, we just click and it’s weird. We’re weird. Together. And together we strive with our awkwardness. Together with our weird personality, we are a whole. And through figuring ourselves out, we needed each other. And realizing that, we found each other. And through whatever darkness we have endeavored… we found each other for good. I need her in my life. We’ve had tough struggles, but most importantly, there was faith and believing that held hope together. The resiliency was difficult to maintain. But it is fate that had worked it timing around us to finally guide us together. We fell apart only to find ourselves again and for good. I won’t let her go again. I know now the importance she is to me. She’s my somebody special. She my love, my equilibrium, my sweetie; she’s my soul mate. I love her. And now as our lives progress, our love does too. I’m a very lucky guy to have her in my life and as my love. I’m glad we struggled together to see how beautifully we fought for each other. Everything happens for a reason I suppose. And she’s my every reason why love exist.