The Beginning of Forever.

Today is the 14th of April.
On this day last year, nearly 2700 were killed in a magnitude 6.9 earthquake in Yushu, Qinghai, China.
So obviously this is a ground-breaking, mind-blowing date.
It is also Cohen and my ONE MONTH ANNIVERSARY.

This is a Co-post, as in, Cohen's posting here too, today. Say hi, Co.

Hi! It's me, Cohen... again. You might know me from from the OTHER blog that nobody reads i.e How Troublesome. Right now, my dearest Jessie is amazed because I just made a link. I feel so happy, knowing that I make her smile so much. I'm surprised that she's not sick yet. We kissed so much on Monday, and I had influenza. Yassers, she has one strong immune system. Unnnghhh laaanie. TTFN.

Never fear, readers, I will be sick by the end of today.
So Cohen and I have been dating for a month. Of course, we've known each other for much longer than that. It's quite a strange so-how-did-you-meet story. Cohen began liking the posts I would write on a mutual friend's wall on Facebook, which led me to requesting his friendship late one night. Somehow, he didn't mind that I was a hermit, and took a liking to me. Long story short, here we are, in ANT LAN, not making out or anything, because we can't "interfere with other LAN users".

A month may not seem like a long time, but trust me, it is. Anyone who says a decade is longer than a second, has not lived my life. Time is a morphable entity. We've been through so much already. Being the extremist that I am, liken our relationship to two sine graphs on the same set of axes. Up, down, all around, just like love should be, right? We're still learning to love. He makes me happy, and that's all that matters. I'd like to think that this is one step of the rest of our lives together.

"Whatever our tomorrow may be, we'll make it beautiful together."

ATCHOO! It's me again... again. I'm taking a tiny break from updating my blog so I can resume my co-posting duties! Jessie is trying to TAME her hair as I type this. God, I love her hair (and I'm not just dating her for the hair, damnit). It's so... flaafy. I've never seen anything like it. I could even sleep in it, if she asked me to. I hope our kids will have hair like that. 

Gotta love him.
There's so much I have to thank him for; so much I've learned about myself by learning about him. He is an amazing, beautiful person, and I wish one day he'd see in himself what I see when I look at him. I am grateful for every moment I have with him. We're gonna make this last.

I suspect that this post is long enough. I WILL BE BACK BECAUSE I HAVE MORE TO SAY ABOUT OTHER THINGS, LIKE FAIRIES AND SPOONS AND CLOUDS AND OTHER SUCH AWESOMERY.
But this post is for you, Cohen. Our Love > 9000.
Thank you for one month of the rest of our lives together.
I love you.

I love you too, Jesamaine.

Adieu, readers.