On our 11th…

 An Ode to My Man…

11 years seem to fly us by…

11 years of marriage mean endless learning and getting-to-know-you episodes. sometimes exhilirating, other times exasperating. but it always keeps me preoccupied. you were quite a handful.

 

sometimes the feelings obliterate. sometimes i feel like being on queue. sometimes your presence drives me mad. and i keep questioning fate if i deserve it. perhaps you enjoy seeing me suffer or pained. perhaps i, too, have to be blamed. and i admit at times, i can be a masochist, too. 

but once the tables turn, you bring me sheer joy. cocooned, protected, firewalled. sometimes, too tightly that my chest would burst. but i love that warmth and your consistency for inconsistence, that i am always puzzled and in awe. sometimes deliberately, other times, just plain surprise. 

 

the life you showed me is treacherous. how we both love spontaneity and the element of surprise. we love asking ‘what’s next?’ or ‘what about tomorrow?’ i’ve learned to gamble life with you. and as much as i enjoy it, sometimes life pricks us so hard in the finger, it bleeds profusely. but that’s how life is. you get what you deserve because of what you give it.

 

our lives entwined in a vast sphere of interlinked souls. our souls tripled in ten years. on our eleventh, it quadrupled. blessings after blessings of life’s continuity were showered upon us. not only because we deserve it, but because we are worthy. 

 

when we focused on a single goal, we achieve. we fail only when we disintegrate. that’s what life is teaching us: to achieve our dreams together, to hang on to each other, to hold on and weather every storm, to depend on each of our strengths to be able to achieve. but we keep forgetting. we keep on denying that our strength lies on each other and our weaknesses were borne out of our independence. we have to stick together like a stamp in a postcard until we get to our destination.

 

still our 11th is worth celebrating.

inspite of the failure and pain and some hardships, life is meant to be lived because there was YOU.

and because i realized that life will never be the same if i ain’t got you. 

 

~ to Luigi, my lover, partner and friend…