You Are Still My Wife!

Hard work always pays is my motto in life. I did work pretty hard to gain her trust and probably a good opinion. I sent her a friend request in Facebook and apologized for being creepy at the party the other day. I was glad she took it like a sport and accepted my apology. She was laughing too and I am sure she indeed judged me as a weirdo. Then, as usual, I pinged her in Messenger and we started talking. I felt like a college student at that moment trying to know this girl and communicating with her often so that she remembers me. Well, I did happen to ask Simon about her after a few weeks once he was back from honeymoon. His wife gave me better details than Simon since he was too busy teasing me with that ugly smirk of his.

As few months past, Frieze and I became quite close friends talking about life. You know when you start talking about life and your personal struggles, you know that you have already won her trust. This is exactly what I wanted and the best part was by next year she already started to call me her bestie. I did have to fly from city to city and could not meet her at least a week but I did keep the conversation always flowing over text or call. I was getting attached to her and the fact that she understands my thoughts well really helped me I coping up with telling her my opinion on several things. I think the ‘take it slow’ is working wonders for me. I have never been this patient with a girl while the girl is freaking clueless about my intentions towards her. I am at that stage of our friendship now that even if she does not accept me as her husband, I will still be the friend in need always.

Gosh!

Did I mention ‘husband’?

more than a year now but I am still not sure if I can see her as a

wife if I didn’t mention before), Frieze joins in along with me. I am glad that Simon is actually helping me spend time with her to know her well and

before the

I did break up three years back and I was sure by now that it was not a rebound. I am in love with this cute tiny woman. She makes me laugh even during the stressful times. She makes me do all types of kiddo activities that I never thought I would do at 35 years of age. You heard it right. I am turning 35 years tomorrow and

and I wanted least people to actually able to spend time with her. Even grab an opportunity to propose her. The teen in me is kicking in. I was very nervous at the party. But at the same time I knew I had to do this. It was fine if she rejected me at the moment. I can still wait for her until the day she finally accepts me. I took her to the balcony where there was no one. She wore a black bodycon dress and I have been already giving murderous looks to any man who were checking her out. She is just mine and I so know it for sure. At the

was done speaking in a single breath. I wonder if I was being the same weirdo as I was when I met her two years ago for the first time. I don’t want to remember that scene at all. I would