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A Love that We Must Fight For


I am forever thankful that I have came across with the woman whom I love so dearly, that time was so kind that she came into my life unexpectedly and thus from that mysterious meet, came the sole purpose to forever keep her within my heart and nourish her with all the love I could give. I still remember the time when I fell in love with her and that soothing reply when I hear her say that she loves me too. It has been 3 months now, almost 4 and it seems that within that spec of time, a lot happened already. Love is this magic feeling wherein a small inch of time is already equivalent to years that I thought that we traveled fast through time, but only to find out it is still that small, but no matter how small it is, in my eyes and so hers too, that it seemed infinity has streamed unto us as we enjoy our love story and how much more when we really get there into the infinity and beyond.

We’ve been through a lot, and the more we learn from our experience and the more we learn to be strong and to continue to hold on and be mature to actually make it last. Children by age, young by age, but we are old enough to venture into how adults call it commitment. We are already committed and by that we faced odds together, resolve them together. We endure and we stay endure, happily we stick together no matter what. Our mistakes tested us, but all the more it opened the way for us to know ourselves more thus leading to understand each other more and all the more we grow stronger and stronger. We shall forever be. We are criticized and ridiculed upon but let them say what they want to say, they can never dictate the course of our love soon enough when we are now by the eyes of society old enough to be on our own. I already vowed unto myself that she is the one I am going to marry and to spend my whole life with, as she said also that she too already made me her lifetime partner. We are going to face the world together and let others say bad to us, it only because our love is not confined to societal expectations, but our love is free. Although we follow the rules set by our elders but within us is the butterfly that wishes to fly. Already resisting the cocoon and eager to fly and to be free. We are already struggling to get there, waiting to actually smell the fresh air of freedom and to prove to them that we can be upright in ourselves and prove to them that this love is no ordinary love that  we tend to succumb to their expectations. We have now a life on our own and we are just waiting anxiously for the time comes that they will now slowly let go and let us fly and thus make them smile that once we return, WE return and we return still the beautiful butterfly and getting more and more precious than we ever was before.

Stay strong my love, whatever they say, let  us hear and learn but for a moment we still ply their game, for soon, we have a world for us alone to enjoy. I love you so much and soon we will be living around our four walls from our labour and enjoying the our quarters with a lifetime of love to continue and forever share. I love you so much! Let us prove to them that we can stand on our own and thus also living up to their expectations, some, like being stable and have a good relationship all throughout and to live up to our own expectations as well. 

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