Believe.

Smart girls are the overthinkers, the insecure ones, the different ones. They know what the real world is like. They analyze every little thing in life. Why? To avoid getting hurt. To find happiness. They stay up at night trying to think about every possible situation to get through all the problems. They think too much. They trust fewer people. Their insecurity proves their respect toward themselves. Of course they try to live away from a drama-filled life. Smart girls know their worth. Now those are the ones worth keeping by your side.

 

 

Its been two weeks since I saw you. And the fact that I miss you like crazy is obvious given the number of times I've emphasised and constantly whined on this. Heh. 

It's the exam week. 4 papers down and 3 more to go. Gonna have Mother Tongue tomorrow but I have absolutely no idea how to study for it ): Sigh, and I'm feeling so...sick? I don't know, but it feels that way. My body just feels so weird. I'm hoping its nothing though. 

I honestly can't wait for Friday to come. Heh, I can't wait for all the exams to end and for training to start again and of course, to see you. Heh. The week you've been gone changed me a lot. A week without you, and it made me feel so..empty. But I've done a lot of thinking that week and a part of me changed, clicked and it was as though some part of me matured and changed the thinking I used to have. And I started being more positive on many things and tried to stop letting my imagination run so wild. 

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You know, I love all the long bus rides to and fro places cause it always allowed my mind to run deep and I'll always be so deep in thought and in my own world that I don't even notice anything around me. Heh, and most of the time I'd be thinking about the years down the road....the future. Wondering if we'd manage to get past all of the different obstacles and wondering if we'd be able to make it to the finish line without being black and blue. But I hope you remember, remember all of this. You. Me. Us. Everything about us, and everything we've been through. Maybe the distance one day might pull us apart, or the time just couldn't wait. But please know that if you wanted to break whatever we have right here one day, don't forget all of this. And then think again. Sigh. 

I just wanna fast forward to the part I really get to live my life. But I'm kinda starting to like studying right now. Heh, I don't know why and what happened, but it just feels that way. Like something in me clicked. Like I said, I've changed...in a different way. And I wanna do well and I believe that we'd get through these two tough years together and the six months of internship you have the year after. We can do this. No matter how hard its gonna be, we'll get through it. We somehow always do, don't we? 

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I have so many memories of you, me and us. And I don't know what might happen if we just lost all of this one day. My brother said that we talk about these things cause we're still young, and you're not a man, neither am I a woman yet and maybe in time when reality really hits in, our opinions might change, but as long as we love each other, it's good enough I guess. But then love has never really made sense has it. Cause I never saw it that way. 

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I've always pictured myself with a house. But not a HDB or bungalow or anything. Like a house. A real house. One's that built on concrete ground, and there's a garden on the front porch and the whole house is surrounded by white picket fences. And every night I can sit by the window and just watch the stars and listen to the stillness of the night and it'd all feel very comfy in that small cosy lil house. And then I'd picture my husband coming back from work and the kids making such a racket I have to get them to bed. And then at the end of the day, we'd just lay in bed snuggling, catching up on our day and laughing a little too loud breaking the stillness of the night. And when morning comes, we'd wake up by each other's side, holding one another. Looking at each other and looking forward to spending the rest of our lives together and that that one day is just one of millions to come in forever, and knowing that no matter what happens we'd always fight and protect each other, never yielding in to the weakness of temptations or the dark, never giving up, forever staying crazily in love, till forever. Isn't that how love is supposed to be?

 

With love, 

xoxo.

Florence Lee

Florence Lee

Amour Infinito ∞
Did I mention how absolutely how eccentric I can get?
Oh, and people call me Flo (:

I believe that love's the strongest thing in this world, and that true love does exist. We just gotta find it. And I think I already did.

& Someday, I'm gonna be living in Paris.

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