Christine E.
Jul 20, 2017 · 3 min read

3/10 : Little Things

“what’s so special about us?”, i remembered you asking me one time — over the phone, over lunch, between sheets, i can’t remember. the question lingered for awhile but have been forgotten completely since both of us by then, don’t have an answer.

a lot of people say relationships are hard work. yes they are. it’s not a feeling, it’s a choice. yes it is. it’s a constant decision to consciously decide to honor your commitment and promises to one another. i 100% agree. it’s a battle, a compromise, a never ending decision to do right by your partner. yes, yes, yes true, true, true.

“what’s special about us?”

what is? this doesn’t feel like work nor does it feel like it was a conscious decision. so what is? the fights won over? the mountains conquered? the rivers crossed? the arguments settled? the problems solved? the goals reached? the impossible made possible thru vigorous amount of effort and hopeless love? we’ve been together for less than a year… and if time is a relevant thing to relationships, ours is as shallow as water in a spoon. but time is — i figured, irrelevant and energy invested is still questionable.

so what’s special about us?

…then it hit me.

the special thing about us is not our grand, selfless lovestory from childhood nor the counted years we’ve celebrated our anniversary (cause damn, we have none of those). it was not about how we complete each other or the cliche way our hands and bodies fit perfectly together. it’s not how i am a part of you and you are to me. it’s more than those yet ever so simple…it was always our little things that were obvious but naked to the eye. these are the little things that piles up everyday to be our grand pile of bliss.

maybe it is the fact that being together is as easy as breathing. it is how our minds are wired alike, our quirks fashioned to support, our individual dreams and goals aligned. maybe it’s not how bad we argued and how we wooed each other after, but it’s how argues turned into a competitive jest and a laughing match. it’s never about the dream romantic date nights under candlelight but hot afternoons we still spent intertwined in each other’s​ arms regardless the heat. it’s how we could get lost in a bookstore and how aimlessly walking could be so much fun. it was about the fleeting beating of our hearts when imagining the future and the pauses in between kisses. it’s how i know how you think like the back of my hand and how you can find your way back to me however lost you get. it’s how we can be completely, nakedly true to ourselves as we are to each other. maybe it’s how we can pour all our possibilities and hang them on the walls for us. it’s the new things we discover together everyday, from a beautiful beach to how weird you eat your fries. maybe it’s how your shoulders are the perfect place for my head and how your hands reach for mine unconsciously, in a crowded place or underneath the moonlight.

what’s so special about us?

maybe these is everything, or more but never less.

maybe we’ll never know, since you’re not here with me.

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Christine E.

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a gypsy soul with an Ever-Fascinated point of view