Superficial loverman

Well at least he admits it, I thought.

A typical demand such as "Please don't put on weight" or "Dont cut too short" on the topic of hair, was quasi-drilled into my head.

Each time I'd call him superficial - believe me his skin is sickeningly thick - he would laugh and generously acknowledge said feedback like I'm heaping praises.

I wasn't getting used to it at first but he turned out to be quite funny sometimes. He makes me laugh even when there's nothing worthy to laugh about. He's the least egoistical guy I've ever been with, or known and he's not one who sugar coat his words. There were unsummarized times I struggled to make up my mind whether I truly love this side to him. I guess it's a yes for now.

I've been in a few relationships myself but none of them are as volatile as ours. I was used to being pampered like a princess, shy to say. I was constantly reminded I was perfect (not that I believed it anyway).

Nick pampers me in his own way. I don't often get my way, he makes sure of that, yet he's thorough in supplying his undivided attention when I needed it. Sometimes, at the expense of sleep sacrifices. He needs his sleep more than anyone I know.

I am not the easiest person to fall in love with simply because I'm known to be highly opinionated and fiercely gung-ho around friends. Asian men loves docility. I happen to be opposite bearings.

The cryptic in me took a while to semi-open and warm up. Being defensive for the longest time, it took a significant soul and right timing to drop my guards. Well, God bless his kindred soul. :)

Funny how a few wrong moves could make a right turn somehow.

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Thus I followed my brain and the heart chose. It is still the best decision I've ever constructed. :)