Sleep

Three weeks ago, I was sick.

I was so sedated by the pills that I can barely leave my bed, or at least I can't leave my bed for more than 2 hours.

And these two weeks, I have trouble sleeping.

My body is certainly tired but my mind is a tossing sea.

And somehow I'm resistant to sleeping pills now, they no longer work.

Is this karma? Why me? *dramatic and desperate tone*

Two weeks of minimal and irregular sleep is such a torture.

But I'm happy that finally I got a good night's sleep last night.

It was so perfect that I fell asleep soon after I closed my eyes, and when I open them again, it's morning.

Felt like a blooming flower.

Thanks to you.

Well, not just you I guess.

Dinner was great, the old Bond movie was boring enough and I drank enough.

But still, it's you mainly. :)

Being a typical introvert, I love staying in.

Preparing dinner and watching movies--simple but perfect for me.

I just love snuggling up with you, 

sitting on your lap, 

you massaging my feet when we're on the sofa,

resting my head on your shoulder,

tickling you, (which you hate but I absolutely love)

just talking with you in bed, about everything, 

you kissing my forehand...

I could write an endless list in things I love to do with you.

To be honest, even though you scared me when we were waiting for the elevator and I was so shocked that I screamed, I still love it--because at the end of all these pranks, you always hug me tight to calm my nerves.

And thank you for getting the old Bond movie--the fact that we didn't finish it doesn't undermine my appreciation for you. 

It's such a sweet thing that you bring a movie to my place, especially when it's a Bond movie. (or Iron Man)

Thank you for putting me to bed, as if I'm still a little girl.

Thank you for making sure I'm calm and relaxed before you leave my place.

Thank you for the goodnight hugs and kisses.

You are my rock.

Your arms are my castle.

The mere sight of you lightens me up.

Your presence makes me feel safe and contented.

And you have the magical power to shield me from my worries. 

(Well, given you aren't the source of my problems)

I fall in love with all these adorable little things that people do.

It's always the little things people do that captures my heart.

Or the little sweet things they say that I remember most.
You know, it's actually easy to win over my heart--it's all the little things.
How difficult is saying 'I miss you' really? Or 'I have been thinking about you'?
Maybe I was born in the wrong time where people show love, affection and care so differently.

(Un/)fortunately, people don't seem to put enough of their hearts and effort in doing these little things.

I can never figure out if they just never have enough time or they simply don't have the heart to do so. Maybe both.

There were times that I blamed you for not being there when I needed you most.

But this time, you do all these things in the right way, at the right time--when I need support and comfort most. 

Thank you. :)

Love,

N