It's so sweet that you're doing the countdown for us. I do have a countdown timer installed, but I refuse to look at it. The numbers don't seem to go down & I miss you too much. I can't wait to see you again. Half a year is too long a separation. It almost feels as if we're being punished for loving each other. But then again from another perspective, it helps to slow down our progress. We can't be behaving like husband and wives overnight. We worked the other way round. We felt the connection, and almost immediately we're living as if we're married to each other. The morning breakfasts, the waking up to each other, the breakfast, lunch & dinner, the vacation altogether. We are still dating & it has to be preserved a little longer. So when we look back, the memories could be more different from the day we get married. If we move on too fast, there's nothing to look forward to, I won't have the womanly jitters "is Edward gonna marry me?" Conversation with my girlfriends. I need the surprise if I ever get to say "Yes!" Heh. And not a "oh okay, finally, here it is" atmosphere.
I've come to terms that I might not lose 4 kgs by the time I go to you. It's already an achievement I didn't gain any weight for Chinese New Year after eating so much. I'll try harder, I need a flat tummy. Meanwhile, be good for me. I'm coming to you in 9 more days.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
No comments:
Post a Comment