After my last breakup, I swore off the male species and resigned myself to a lifetime of being single. It was a simple rationale, no boyfriend meant no disappointment. To be honest, I was more relieved than sad, considering it was a long distance relationship (KL-UK) and the fact that he had commitment problems that drove me insane. One day, after a 2 year relationship and 6 months of broken promises and not seeing him, I finally realised it was not going to work. I broke it off over the phone.
It took me a long time to finally accept the reality of the situation. I lived like a zombie for a while, constantly plagued by urges to call him and beg him to take me back. But I needed to be happy really bad. The relationship was bad for me, he was bad for me and at the end of the day, I didn’t really have a future with him.
In the middle of the mess, I met him. Of all places, an online forum. He had also just come out of a nasty relationship and had sworn off women. It started out as flirtatious bantering. And we gradually moved on to chatting on MSN Messenger. Sometimes when thoughts of my ex rushed back into my brains and my hatred for men reignited, I would even block him on MSN for days.
It didn’t take long for me to be smitten. He’s really smart, quick, witty and very knowledgeable. And the pictures arrived and I really liked what I saw. Soon, we were chatting more than 10 hours everyday. He would cross an 8-lane highway just to buy more Internet dial-up cards to stay online with me. Sometimes, we would talk on the phone…not frequently because he wasn’t in Malaysia (he got whisked away to the land of boredom for work).
Once he came out on the papers and I showed the article to my Mom. She thought something was up, her daughter showing her a newspaper article about a random stranger and while doing that, couldn’t stop smiling or giggling. Yes Mom, your daughter was in love. Finally, after more than a month, his stint in the land of boredom ended and on 6 December 2004, we met.
I picked him up at KL Sentral. I was really nervous. So nervous, that I popped the bonnet instead of my car’s boot. The first time we saw each other, we hugged for the longest time. Before KL Sentral disappeared from our line of sights, we were already making out furiously in the car. The rest, is what you call a history.
Singapore, 30 June 2006
Today is our 3rd anniversary. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Your are my best friend, my pillar of strength and the best sex in the world =)
I love you so much, baby boo.
