Pros & Cons

When you find yourself weighing the pros & cons of your partner,
it is probably time to part ways and move on,
because when you are with the person you’re truly meant for,
you find that their faults, their flaws, all those little quirks that make your skin crawl,
are the very same things you can’t imagine a life without.


If I stop writing, we die.

Rolling over next to you this morning, it is a moment between dream and reality. I uttered, ‘Are you mad at me?’ You were probably in between waking up and sleeping, and did not talk much.

I was fully convinced of my dream. I hugged you closely. ‘You are not mad at me right?’ I think I made no sense to you.

Pulling you even closer, I sniffed you. You tried kissing my forehead, I shifted away – I had not washed my hair for a couple of days, I don’t smell perfect. I always want to be perfect around you.

I fell back to sleep. You got up, changed into your newly tailored shirt. I opened one eye to look at your new shirt. It was the blue shirt with the dark blue inner collar. ‘You look great.’ You kissed me once before going to work. I wanted another kiss, ‘One more’, and you leaned down and kissed me again.

You went off. I snuggled into the sheets alone. The smell of the sheets, the smell of you.

Good morning.

Pandora box 

After five years, you want me to take a plane ticket and ask that question… 

We have taken multiple, too many plane tickets to see one another… 

This. This. This. Makes me cry in happiness. 

I never thought of asking. I don’t even need to know the answer. 

But they are all rooting for you. And I don’t even know what to do anymore. 

Can you please please please smile when I ask?


You have always been the disciplinarian between the two of us. In fact I never thought myself more wise than you to even discipline you. And even so, there are few times that you have had to do it to me – however young wild and free I maybe. 

Most of the time you will make a joke out of my misbehaviour, get everyone to laugh at me, and I laugh at myself sheepishly. 

And there was one time, only one time in these five years, that you had to take the stick a little, and even so, you were so calm about it and all you uttered to me, yet firmly was, “Megan, I don’t think that is a good idea.” 

For the uninstructed, you never call me Megan. So when you do, it is serious. You definitely get my attention. And you never force it down my throat on what to do, you simply tell me your thoughts , and your finest thoughts was that it isn’t a good idea. And that got me to think hard and not misbehave. 

I don’t think there is anyone that has that kind of love, yet soft power over me, and yet can let me grow up to be a fine young lady I should be. 

Did I tell you, I always, always feel like a lady around you. Respected, loved, pampered and lifted as one. 

Thank you and Happy Birthday to you for always always always bringing out the best in me.