3 years of courtship and now, 2 years into marriage, i would have to admit, and i'm getting tired of it.
The reason of me loving him before transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.
I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive.
I yearn for a romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for a candy. And my husband is my completely opposite. His lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage life has disheartened me about love.
One day, i finally decided to tell him my decision..
I wanted divorce...
"Why?", he asked me, shocked.
"I'm tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world..", I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in a deep thought with a lighted cigarette all the times.
My feeling of disappointed increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can i hope from him?
And finally he asked me,"What can i do to change your mind?"
It's hard to change somebody's personality, and i guess i have started losing faith in him.
then i looking deep into his eyes, and i slowly answered,"Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, i will change my mind.. Let's say i want a flower located on the face of mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking up the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?"
Then he answered,"I will give you the answer tomorrow"
And my hope just sank after listened his response..
I woke up the next morning to find him, but he's gone, and i saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, and a glass of milk on the dinning table..
Here's the letter..
My Dear, i wouldn't pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reason further..This first line was already breaking my heart. Then i continued reading...
When you use the computer you always mess up the software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, so i have to save my finger so i can help you to restore the programs..
You always leave the house with the house key behind, so i have to save my legs to rust home to open the door for you.
You love travelling but always lose your way in a new city, so i have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always cramps whenever your 'good friend' comes every month, so i have to save my palms, so i can calm your cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors and i worry you will be infected by infantile autism, so i have to save my mouth to tell you some jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that's not good for your eyes, so i have to save my eyes, so then when we grow old, i can help you clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs.. And i can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand.. And tell you the color of the glow on your young face..
My dear, unless i am sure that there's someone who loves you more than i do..
I couldn't not pick that flower yet, and die...My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. And i continued reading.
Now, that you are finished reading my answer, and if you are satisfied, please open the door for me.. I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk..I rush pull open the door and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread..
Now i am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and i have decided to leave the flower alone...
That's life and love.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.
Flowers and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship.
Under all this the pillar of true love stands, and that's our life..
Love, not words win arguments.
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