Today I found out that someone related to me has chosen to commit suicide. She was young, vivacious, and god so beautiful, but the idea of life terrified her enough for her to choose the opposite.
I don't think anyone saw it coming. She was friendly, she had the most gorgeous smile, and she looked so happy the last time I saw her at new year's. I couldn't grieve, it isn't fair for me to latch on and say we were close. But I could feel. And it feels lonely.
I am so sorry. I hope you're better where you are.
Baby accompanied me to the wake.
I don't think I've ever seen my relatives that excited to see anyone! He did not like his title of "EH BAN LUCK LAI LIAO!" and adorably tried to play it off aww. But the attention is still flattering.
Also he must have turned his head 600 times in response to every "Gabriel" he heard. Additional info: my cousin's a Gabriel and he was hosting most of the new guests so the name came up fairly often heh heh. So adorable to see him meerkating every time the name was called.
We went home afterwards and my remarkable man set aside half an hour for me, worked his timed magic and went on to dota till 2.30am. I don't think he can ever stop amazing me. God I love him.
He had a break between his games and he came down to snuggle with half-asleep me, burying his face in my hair and putting a protective arm over my tummy, which had been a bloody bitch all day. And when he finally finished his game, he laid down with me and hushed me till my tummy pains went away.
In the morning I woke up to rustling and hustling and him gently brushing his face into my open palm, holding my hand and kissing me, saying he had to go. And I never felt more loved in my life.
I love you my magical man.
Always.
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