Weak in the knees

snuffy hubby's jealous of how i managed to think up this slang of a name for him.

"how come i can't think of something cooler than 'wifey' to call you?"

some of us just have it, i guess. =p

i cried a lot today for various reasons and he would claim responsibility for those tears.

but i realized, through the breathless sobs, that i was simply too in love with him to cause him any distress.

i hated myself for bringing things up that got him pulling his hair out wondering what the hell i was talking about.

he hated to see me so upset because he couldn't see my point.

in the end, we came to a compromise and that opened up a couple of other options.

today's heartwrenching session was not because we each wanted our way, but because we each just wanted the other person to be happy.

somehow, the jaded mess of us (or me) have surrendered to love and everything else (no matter how major or minor it may seem at tangible length) is just a tiny little bleep.

when i asked him why we had to concede to expectation, he said...

"ï just want to love you."

at the end of the day, our love for each other tide us over.

we anticipate many moments like this, but we'll face it hand in hand.

i also learnt that while i know something's gotta give, it really isn't that hard when you love him.

it's really not that hard.