He is my comfort

I'm not sure if you see what I see - comfort, genuine happiness, security, bliss & of course, love.

Sometimes when we're lying in bed, sharing about our past week and other random topics that pop into our heads, I'll turn over and look at Kai's face. I observe the facial features and little details of his face like how he has a small mole(?) on his right cheek, the short stubbles growing when he forgets to shave, that one strand of nose hair that sometimes cheekily pops out hahaha. I look at Kai and wonder, "how do two strangers cross paths and find each other and love so deeply?" Funny isn't it. 

He was once a used-to-be stranger. We live in different areas. We were never from the same class. But somehow we crossed paths. We loved, we left, we fought, we cried, we were mad, really mad at each other but I guess we were also mad about each other. I often wonder how I can love a stranger so deeply and have this huge amount of love for him. Funny isn't it.

But right now, he is my comfort. 

Maybe the love articles from Thought Catalog were right about one thing - if it's meant to be, it will be. Love can be the simplest of things, just like snuggling in bed and taking photos. Or maybe even fighting the zzz monster when Kai's had a long day to send me a goodnight text (he will always remember to send the red heart emoji teehees). Love is you. Love is the effort we constantly put in to make things work out for us when it doesn't. Love is the heated conversations we have when we have differing opinions but we still respect that it is okay to disagree on certain things. Love is the stress we face from time to time when we plan for the future ahead. Love is the scary moments we face together towards an uncertain future ahead. Love is when you hold my hand so tight to assure me "we will pull through this just like how we have for every milestone in this relationship". Love is not only the good but also the rough times. 

And at the end of every day, I'd still choose to do this love with you.