there comes a time when you wake up and realise the depth to which someone loves you. today Boy had to leave early for work, leaving me tucked up in bed with bruno the puppy to keep me company. now, anyone who has ever had the joyous task of waking me up will know that any conversations that people try to engage in with me before i officially wake up will most surely be forgotten by the time i fully regain consciousness of the outside world. so imagine my surprise when i woke up some time later, with bruno still in my arms, and a note on the pillow next to me from Boy, telling me that he had indeed spoken to me before he left, and he was sorry he couldn't wake up with me - with the assurance that he would be thinking of me while he was at work.

yes, of course i started tearing, as i have officially become a wimp like that, and at the same time this small act made me feel the extent of this Boy's love for someone like me. as much as i hate to say that i've become a true and tested sop, i regret to say that i have. everything from little conversations at night and moments that i've had with him make me smile like a loon to myself and be generally bashful and silly in a manner which the me from a couple of months ago wouldn't have tolerated at all. for some reason it seems like almost everything i've wished for has come true in this one person, and even today i can't seem to truly comprehend the fact that he loves me - moodswingy, insane me - for everything that i am.

i love this Boy, for the most simple reason that he loves me.

(ok, you can puke now.) i guess in some aspects, things never really change :)