darling, my wonderful darling,
do you know how much i love it when you tell me sweet little things? it makes me feel so loved, so wanted. i'm doing the best i can to describe it, because really, i doubt it can be described. i love it when you stroke my hair, hold my waist, touch my hand, kiss me gently... it brings me back to the time when we were both new at this, and shy... it makes me so, so happy that i feel i could burst any minute.
i remember that day where we were stuck under the hdb block, and it was raining heavily. my maid brought down the umbrellas for us, and you told me not to use mine because... because you want an excuse to hold me. do you know, when you said that, i was almost exploding with happiness?
at night, i imagine that you're with me in bed, stroking my hair, holding my hair to your heart... and i listen to your heartbeat, and it matches mine... you lean in to kiss me, softly, gently, holding me close to you. all i want to do every night, my love, is to snuggle up close to you, to fall asleep in your arms.
i could never ever live without you in my life, my love. and now, i'm here in my sisters room, and it's raining outside. all i want now, in this moment, is for you to be here with me... and keep me warm...
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