2 years.

730 days. 104 weeks. 24 months. 2 years. That's my language for the amount of time John and I have been dating.

Just, about, almost, around 2 years. That's John language for the amount of time John and I have been dating.

It infuriates me to no end and he knows it (), but that's why I love him so .



Do you remember how it began? When we met, we were clueless to what kind of relationship we would have today. We were just friends then and at that time; I never thought of you as boyfriend material. You were more like my kuya, but I didn't use that term. Hell, I didn't know any Tagolog before meeting you, but it was a good change. Before we knew it, a year had passed along with several breakups, emotional breakdowns, an unhealthy amount of studying, and a little bit of jealousy (but what am I saying, there was plenty going around ) and our friendship grew and grew.

And it grew into this. Two years ago, or sometime around this date (we were never too sure about it because we were so blinded by the bliss that we were drowning in), you told me the sweetest line ever and I knew that we had to take it a step further. Although, I can't remember who was the one that asked the other out. Was it me or you? I can't recall because I was too busy being happy to remember important details like that. Am I bad girlfriend because of that? I hope not .

So yeah. We're here now. Although there are days where I don't see you at all or for most of the day, you're here in my heart. When I needed an instant smile to build my confidence or to cheer myself up, I thought of you and your antics because you truly know how to make me smile, intentionally or not. When I needed comfort due to my hypercritical, weak self esteem that's been beaten by yells, I came to you because even if I seem to get worse, that just means you're doing a good job and I want more attention from you. I can't deny that I enjoy your attention. When I just needed to feel loved, you were there. Every morning, every night, every random time in between a nonexistent breakfast, lunch, snack, dinner and back to the nonexistent breakfast, I felt loved.

Time will go on though. Tomorrow, we might get part time jobs. The next day, we'll be shipped off to college. The day after that, we'll graduate and start finding full time jobs. But I know, no matter how numerous those days will be, you'll be there. I cannot wait for the day you kneel before me with that "$9,000" ring, but I prefer it to be cheaper. Forever and forever more, I will be yours and only yours if you permit me to.

I love you John. Happy 2nd Year Anniversary. To more happy days, weeks, months and years together because I know that I will count them, but you won't. I guess it's because the happiness blends together to just make the general mix that is spending my life with you.