(This is a series of posts for my boyfriend's birthday. I'll try to write everyday with the post title starting with the word 'because'. I want to point out reasons why I want to thank God for giving me a wonderful partner, best friend, and inspiration. Happy 29th birthday, Gary!)
Unexpected. That's how I think how our relationship started. I texted everyone a good night, and you were one of them. You weren't even my friend. How can you be my friend? We barely talk when we bump into each other.
Unexpected reply. That's what I got from you. I didn't even know I sent you a message. And so we talked a little that night and it was then that I knew that it was something special.
Unexpected chemistry. That's what we both felt. Undeniable and unstoppable chemistry. I felt like I've known you for ages. But we thought it was just through text. I thought that probably meeting you would wake my senses and make me realize that this is nothing more than friendship.
Unexpected attraction. That's how I first knew that I have a teeny-tiny crush on you. I have a weakness for neat guys, and on our first date, in order to impress me, you generously used your alcohol as cologne. I never thought I'd have a crush on you.
Unexpected relationship. That's what we both committed ourselves to, a little over four years ago. I define it as unexpected because at that time in my life, I was second year college, and I didn't expect that I would enter such serious relationship. You were 24, I was 17.
Unexpected gift. That's what you are. You are one of the best things that happened to me. I feel so blessed that God gave me more than what I prayed for, more than what my heart desired to have. I know our timing was a little too early, but it doesn't matter now because I guess everything happens for a reason. What matters more is that, despite the wrong timing, the bad decisions, and the uneventful things that happened, we're still here. Who would have expected that?
Yes, we're still here, and we're even more in love. Unexpectedly.
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