Three days ago was Nyk's birthday and he blogged about it. He shared his thoughts and feelings about how far he has come especially for the past year.
He told me how happy he was on his birthday this year, because now he has a special someone in his life. Someone who cares for him and someone for him to care for.
It is obvious that I am important to him and that I have brought about significant changes in his life ever since we become boyfriends.
Being his first, that puts a whole load of pressure on me. Heh.
I love Nyk. He's sweet and caring towards the people around him. Perhaps too much so, like those whom I think should not be treated as nice.
I can't stand jerks, unreasonable people and thickheads. And I will gladly tell you so or at least made it known to the other person in a not-so-subtle way.
In our relationship, I am deemed the naughty one, the bad one. I am not too sure what are the reasons but from what I could deduce, it is because I have been in the gay scene longer, I had boyfriends before Nyk which none has lasted more than a year and I am in Singapore where there are plenty of cute guys.
Being in a long distance relationship is challenging. I thought I would never be in another long distance relationship when I broke up with CF.
But I am.
Not that I am complaining. A good boyfriend is a good boyfriend and Nyk is a great catch.
Nyk is perceived as the good guy. And he is actually.
He has his hang-ups, but who doesn't right? I have my own idiosyncrasies which he has to put up with. Both of us have to give and take.
But I seemed to be having a harder time dealing with an aspect of him. I am trying to come to terms with it. Not that it's something bad or anything, but it is just something I find mind-boggling and unsettling.
I'm just starting out, but I look forward to the journey ahead, with KH holding my hand.
You have asked me that before and I have promised I will. I plan to keep that promise.
Let's wade through whatever difficulties that arises, snip away whatever thorny issues that prick and overcome whatever bumps on the road. Together.
Happy Birthday dear and I love you.