Zetty dearie is always someone that could touch my heart. I dunno why and how that could possibly happen. we sort of bond straight away, try reading this;
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Dear You,
It was a nice spring afternoon. We were driving along on Ben Franklin Bridge on our way back from Boston. Your parents were in Boston for some business matter. You were driving quietly enjoying the nice warm sunshine when suddenly a song came out on the radio. It was All My Life. I was about to comment that this is one hell of a corny song when you startled me by starting to sing along to the song. I could see that you sang it with all your heart while holding my hand and capturing my heart all at once. .
We reached a red light when the song ended. You turned to me. "That song is dedicated especially for you" you said.
All I could do was hugged you and whispered I love you so much. And I do have a change of heart towards that song.
p.s Baby, you are definitely no KC or Jojo, I have to admit that. But I don't mind hearing your voice (and snore) when I wake up every day
Oh, remember that summer? I was sleeping when I thought I felt somebody touched my hands. I opened my eyes and saw you were watching a golf tournament on TV. I closed my eyes and continued my sleep. Dreaming of you and me, together.
A week after, while we were having lunch, you presented me a nice little black velvet box. I opened the box. Inside the box, there was the most beautiful ring I ever saw (and own!) in my whole entire life. A platinum band with nice blingbling stones on it. I had tears in my eyes when you slipped the ring into my finger. It was a perfect fit. It was a perfect moment.
"How did you guess my size?"
You sheepishly told me that the other nite (the nite that I thought I felt somebody was touching my hands while I am asleep), you were measuring my finger size. You used a *dawai ikat roti for it.
You said you put the dawai around my finger and brought the crooked round shape dawai to a jeweler where you picked the prettiest ring that currently resided on my finger.
I had tears in my eyes when I said Thank you, I love you so much. In fact, I still have tears in my eyes when I look at the ring now. Hey, I can still fit the ring into my chubby finger, you know.
Then there was this one fall afternoon when I cooked lunch for you and your friends for a little get together. The previous nite, we did the grocery together at 3 am just because the Wal Mart opens for 24 hours hehe. We had great time laughing and talking, us and a bunch of fun friends. After lunch, one of your friends asked you if you will marry me. And you said 'I do' and hugged me real tight. How I wish the moment never ends.
And remember there was one evening when I came back home from work tired as a dog. It was winter time. I walked into the kitchen just to realize that you have been slaving in the kitchen for hours to prepare me a decent dinner. You made me ayam masak merah and some stir friend veggie. The veggie was overcooked and the ayam masak merah was a bit too salty. But baby, that was the best dinner I ever had in my entire life. Well, at least it was before we decided to ditch it and went to Denny's instead.
I love you for all of it and more. I love you for all the 5-years, spring, summer, fall and winter. And the hot and humid weather of Malaysia too.
No matter what had happened between us, you have always been the sweetest guy I ever know. People said, I am in love with the memory, yes, they are absolutely right. The sweet memory that I shared with you.
Happy Valentine's Day.
*dawai ikat roti - the plastic covered thin dawai that bread manufacturer used to tie bungkusan roti tu. Ala, like when you buy a new headset then there's this little dawai they use to bind the wire together. The dawai is thin and flexible.
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Dear Zetty,
I wish you a great year ahead and many more to come. U're such a great person and you deserve so much that it is so difficult to give you everything in one bucket. God will make sure you get what you deserve
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Dear You,
It was a nice spring afternoon. We were driving along on Ben Franklin Bridge on our way back from Boston. Your parents were in Boston for some business matter. You were driving quietly enjoying the nice warm sunshine when suddenly a song came out on the radio. It was All My Life. I was about to comment that this is one hell of a corny song when you startled me by starting to sing along to the song. I could see that you sang it with all your heart while holding my hand and capturing my heart all at once. .
We reached a red light when the song ended. You turned to me. "That song is dedicated especially for you" you said.
All I could do was hugged you and whispered I love you so much. And I do have a change of heart towards that song.
p.s Baby, you are definitely no KC or Jojo, I have to admit that. But I don't mind hearing your voice (and snore) when I wake up every day
Oh, remember that summer? I was sleeping when I thought I felt somebody touched my hands. I opened my eyes and saw you were watching a golf tournament on TV. I closed my eyes and continued my sleep. Dreaming of you and me, together.
A week after, while we were having lunch, you presented me a nice little black velvet box. I opened the box. Inside the box, there was the most beautiful ring I ever saw (and own!) in my whole entire life. A platinum band with nice blingbling stones on it. I had tears in my eyes when you slipped the ring into my finger. It was a perfect fit. It was a perfect moment.
"How did you guess my size?"
You sheepishly told me that the other nite (the nite that I thought I felt somebody was touching my hands while I am asleep), you were measuring my finger size. You used a *dawai ikat roti for it.
You said you put the dawai around my finger and brought the crooked round shape dawai to a jeweler where you picked the prettiest ring that currently resided on my finger.
I had tears in my eyes when I said Thank you, I love you so much. In fact, I still have tears in my eyes when I look at the ring now. Hey, I can still fit the ring into my chubby finger, you know.
Then there was this one fall afternoon when I cooked lunch for you and your friends for a little get together. The previous nite, we did the grocery together at 3 am just because the Wal Mart opens for 24 hours hehe. We had great time laughing and talking, us and a bunch of fun friends. After lunch, one of your friends asked you if you will marry me. And you said 'I do' and hugged me real tight. How I wish the moment never ends.
And remember there was one evening when I came back home from work tired as a dog. It was winter time. I walked into the kitchen just to realize that you have been slaving in the kitchen for hours to prepare me a decent dinner. You made me ayam masak merah and some stir friend veggie. The veggie was overcooked and the ayam masak merah was a bit too salty. But baby, that was the best dinner I ever had in my entire life. Well, at least it was before we decided to ditch it and went to Denny's instead.
I love you for all of it and more. I love you for all the 5-years, spring, summer, fall and winter. And the hot and humid weather of Malaysia too.
No matter what had happened between us, you have always been the sweetest guy I ever know. People said, I am in love with the memory, yes, they are absolutely right. The sweet memory that I shared with you.
Happy Valentine's Day.
*dawai ikat roti - the plastic covered thin dawai that bread manufacturer used to tie bungkusan roti tu. Ala, like when you buy a new headset then there's this little dawai they use to bind the wire together. The dawai is thin and flexible.
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Dear Zetty,
I wish you a great year ahead and many more to come. U're such a great person and you deserve so much that it is so difficult to give you everything in one bucket. God will make sure you get what you deserve
2 comments:
hey babe,
thanks for the nice warm wishes. u r very sweet too.
hi dearie,
ure welcome. its just my plain opinion based on my readings. Source: your blog. hehehe
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