15 months

15 months - long? not really. short? not really either.

15 months into this relationship. yet there's so much i still dun understand about him. it goes both ways.

15 months of love. yet i still dun get it sometimes. why is this L word so difficult to grasp? why does hurt come hand in hand with this L? expectations? imperfection? sin?

i tot i knew alot. i tot i knew myself.
but he never fails to make me confuse.
he seems right sometimes.
but i just cant accept that.
stubborness maybe?
perhaps pride?
i like to compete. i like to be right. i like to win.
but i'm tired of fighting.
tired of trying to achieve understanding.

15 months has passed. many more to come? who knows.
maybe the ultimate fight has always been within.

~~~ Angela 12:59 AM

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The KING's princess
made to worship
wants to be like a fresh lily in a secluded valley by the crystal stream

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