‘Coz Women are Meant to be Loved

This post is inspired by Om Brad Pitt and Mbah Bob Marley 😀

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect – you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break – her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”

– Bob Marley

I found those quotes in one of my friends’ blog. I just can’t agree more with Om Brad Pitt and Mbah Bob Marley.

Love your woman seriously. Like seriously seriously.

Pancit loves me so much. I know that not because he says so. I know because he shows it. Every time. In every single chance that he has.

He prepares surprises for me. He calls me the second he gets good news. He listens to my rant, even though he had a long day already. He brings me cake when I feel like eating one. He hugs me when I feel desperate. He kiss me good night and good morning. He cooks when I’m too busy with my work. He makes sure I arrive home safely. He holds my hands every where. He proudly introduces me to his friends. He puts his warm hands on me when my stomach aches. He piggybacks me to bathroom. He makes fun of my half-red nose. He gets mad at me. He taught me how to dance, how to sing. He gives full attention to my speeches, though he doesn’t understand a word in it. He imagined how it feels like watching our grandchildren with me.

In every little thing he does for me, I can feel his love. Even when he is doing nothing and just look at me. The way he look at me, as if I’m the most beautiful creature in the universe. As if I’m the most precious things. As if nothing else matters in the world but me. It seems like he is very proud that I’m his. I can see love in his eyes.

The way he looks at me is one of the reasons why I chose to start anew with him. The way he treats me makes me stay in his side and don’t want to leave.

I love you, Pancit. Thank you  for loving me.

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