I'd rather be promised by someone, knowing that she loves me-even if she should try and fail, and fumble and make mistakes along the way-than to know someone loves me, but dare not promise at all.
It's time for the uphill climb.
Let me climb it with you, and carry part of your cross.
Let us go forth together, carrying this cross as one.
I'll bring you to eat everything you've missed here, Venezia, Gelare, Swedish meatballs from Ikea, so that you will miss nothing and be nothing but happy with me when you're back.
Thank you, for shaved ice, long drives, silly grins, idle banter, toll plazas, chicken rice balls, chendols, cincau limons, giant sugarcanes, Jusco, dodging flashing blue lights, pilot-driving, seafood dinners, making kebabs, night walks, supper drives, and heads falling asleep on shoulders. Thank you, for just being here with me, letting me get lost in your eyes all over again.
I had a wonderful drive up to our city today, and it was only made all the more wonderful because it was spent with you-as every moment spent with you is and should be.
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It's time for the uphill climb.
Let me climb it with you, and carry part of your cross.
Let us go forth together, carrying this cross as one.
For in the end, you will find salvation.
For I need not find; you, you are my salvation.
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I'll bring you to eat everything you've missed here, Venezia, Gelare, Swedish meatballs from Ikea, so that you will miss nothing and be nothing but happy with me when you're back.
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I had a wonderful drive up to our city today, and it was only made all the more wonderful because it was spent with you-as every moment spent with you is and should be.
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