Hot Pink Coconut

Deux ans d’amour et béatitude

(Don’t worry, this post is clearly not written in French because I only know very little non-school French. Haha.)

A few hours from now, it will exactly be two years since we got together. To be frank about it, I never expected the relationship would last. We were off to a rocky start, and you weren’t exactly my type—you never said nor did the things I was looking for in a partner, but you were honest and unpretentious, and it drew me to you. Yes, you challenged and charmed me at the same time. Two years later, after countless fights and makeups, we are still together and the cycle of challenge and charm continues.

2007 was the experimental year for us. We were, like any other couple, still struggling to mesh our lives together. We were, unlike some couples, able to blend beautifully after just a few months. It felt like we’ve known each other forever, and it was the most comforting feeling in the world. We had our fair share of fights and struggles, but we remained together.

A few hours after dawn, we’ll be together in a place we both love—the beach. Hopefully, we’ll be greeted by the beaming sun, and not the weeping rain. Just the thought of sharing something we both love and making memories that last, makes me want to hold your hand and watch you smile.

2008 was the year we affirmed our love for beautiful beaches, magnificent mountains, burp-worthy dinners, regrettable/memorable night outs, and emptied pockets (there were times when we barely got through the week for not having any money to burn). We had a handful of near break-up fights, even before we celebrated our first year together, but we survived all of it.

A couple of hours from now, I’ll be seeing you after I have packed hurriedly, and probably tell you how Chiquito ran after me because he knew we would be leaving him for quite a while. I would be telling you how excited I am for this beach trip, and I would probably be gushing like a 10-year old, but you wouldn’t mind, and you would just smile and hold my hand, and I would feel even happier, and sigh contentedly.

2009 is not yet over and we are enjoying it together. Though we’ve already had major fights a huge chunk of the half year, I know we’ll share a lot more happier years together. Let’s make more lasting memories.

I love you, hon. Happy 2nd year together.