Conversations these days begin with: "How's Wuqman?"
In fact, there was one time when we were video calling, and I was excited as hell to see my husband on the other side and the first thing he asked me was, "Mana baby?"
We never hold each other's hands anymore when we're out on a date. Eh, wait. What date?
But really. Even on days when it's just the both of us, touching each other in public is now... weird.
Ironic how I used to think that my parents were queers for not expressing some PDA at least. Now, I guess I'm queer too, though I really don't know why.
Sometimes, though weird as this may be... I feel like the love is lost. When really, what's really happened is that that love has now transformed. Even perhaps into something better. Way better than what I bargained for when I entered this union.
It's just that... there are times when all we need is a little reassurance.
And I got what I needed.
|very obviously quoted from Grey's, one of our favourites :)|
I'm such a sucker for all the small things, aren't I? The fact he figured out what I needed on his own makes it all the more special.
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