In December, I will introduce Calvin to my parents.
I brought him home today, for a soft introduction to my sisters.
Dunman was fine with him, other than the initial misunderstanding of him as a female, and 19 instead of 26.
His youth makes me feel insecure at times, for I look much more mature for my age. But I love him all the same.
Shorty, on the other hand, favours WQ more than Calvin. For I'd laid my foundation with him well, and Shorty actually thought WQ better looking than Calvin.
But beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. What I see in him, what I deem good, might not be seen by others. He has issues, issues that I face as well. Issues that we have to fight together, issues that I hope will not make him break his promise to me.
I wish it didn't have to be this way, but it did. And maybe because of it; allowed me to know him more.
I have questions for him. And I want to know every single dirty secret he has. I open my past to him too, if he is interested.
His past has still been haunting me, and I worry for him so much, I can't concentrate much on my Econs at all. I might possibly fail. I've decided to throw the Wild Card for this module. Economics is much too difficult when my heart and mind isn't with me.
I've often wondered what Qiaoli's MSN nick meant whenever she signed in.
"Love carries its own sense of compulsion."
The day I realised I had feelings for Calvin, it suddenly made sense. Love carries its own sense of compulsion. A willingness to forgive, a willingness to forget. A willingness to start anew. A willingness to accept.
A strong compulsion to be with him, come what may.
Rash, and irrational.
I've been feeling cramps all day, but I don't know what's wrong with me. I hope I'm not getting sick or anything, although my hours has been screwed because of that Personal Effectiveness Module. I hope it isn't cancer, I hope it isn't some illness brewing inside.
Anything but sickness.
AMEN. |