Yesterday was valentine's day. Ours was a quiet one. dearie ran the 8km with me, as we chatted along at smell-flower pace. We had home cooked porridge, something light enough for his inflammed throat.
While i jokingly grilled him for my flowers and candle light dinner, i thought about what does having those represent love.
i have learnt that love is expressed in simple ways. actions that need not be amplified into distorted proportions. small ways that reaches the heart more than fanciful ones that entertain the crowd. i am just glad to have him. when i have a hectic day at work, i know he will pat me and i can fall asleep soundly in his arms. that to me is loving simply.
2 comments:
Great post.
from joe, in America.
joe? kantana?
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