I really don’t know why there’s this soft side in me that likes tragic endings. Nevertheless, I typically like only those that come with very wonderful meanings. I’ve just posted one ten days ago, as an example. Well, now I guess I’m just reminiscing how happy I am when I’m with her. Now that the summer vacation has started, we, more or less, wouldn’t be seeing each other in a very long while—very long at least for me.
Love is tragedy—it is sacrifice. Yes, in exactly two years that we’ve been together we still have arguments left unanswered. Yet, I’m very happy it really shows we still love each other. This
waiting for so long is a sacrifice. But, if it only proves that our love is stronger than distance, I would not hesitate to take the challenge.
Happy 2nd Year, My Princess! I’m missing you already! *hug*