You’re Yummy

there was a clump of hair clinging wetly to the drain in the shower stall of our hotel room. long and brown and red, there was no question that those miserable scalp-forsaken strands belonged to me. the sight of it really quite disturbed me for some reason, yet i found myself staring down curiously at the tangled mass for the entire time i was taking a shower. in my mind, i was just drawing parallels between this strange sight and other worrying things that are going on in my life. sometimes there is just no escaping metaphors.

after my shower, i crawled naked into bed with Martian, who was already asleep. i held him to me for a while, put my hands under his shirt to feel his heart beating. and then i reminisced about the past week, keeping myself company with memories of the silly little things we did, all the cheekiness we were up to. then i kissed him, and he stirred to kiss me back and to murmur some sleepy nonsense. i am reminded of a moment a long time ago, during our mont kiara days as we affectionately call it now, where he once said to me, ‘for your future reference, i’m a light sleeper’. i remember rolling my eyes and thinking to myself, ‘as if i’ll be needing future references about you!’. sigh. but look where we are now. isnt it funny how delightfully wrong one can be sometimes?

i wonder a lot where we go from here. i wonder a lot about many things. but most of all i wonder how we can be so lucky as to have everything just fall into place for us. gods. to think of how it all started. to think how narrowly we almost missed each other in the grand scheme of things. it panics me. but then i remember how we have each other, that we love each other, and how in the end that is ultimately all that really matters.

okay sappiness aside! here’s something i’ve always wanted to do. if you could ask Martian any one question, what would it be?

i’ll start. baby why do you always have to disturb me in the morning!

68 comments August 12th, 2007