it's 3 am

After happy moments, I often think of what could go wrong.
They did say fairytales are not true.
But didn't they also say that without sad moments, there wouldn't be happy ones?

Tonight, I can't help but wonder if some things are too good to be true.

We had a somewhat serious talk after some silly misunderstanding.
Words can be tricky.
One after another, he dug himself in a hole instead of trying to climb out of it.
He didn't mean it that way afterall.
Thankfully, in one great, but effortless leap, he saved himself.

And that is why I love him.

There are times I just look at him and think to myself how lucky I am.
It is all mushy and public display of affection, both in words and well, in public is not something I'm always comfortable with but this is my personal space.

Marriage at my mental age is amusing at most.
I am not ready for it yet at this moment, 3 in the morning to be exact, I wouldn't mind it.

I probably just need sleep. :)