blissful

i don't know why, but i feel incredibly loved by the bf.

he makes me laugh when i'm down, sounds me out when i'm being irrational, comforts me when i'm depressed, reassures me when i'm insecure, advices me when i'm feeling lost, pampers me when i'm being a brat, listens when i'm being whiny, hugs me when i'm pmsing, and most importantly, loves me for who i am (even when i'm being a biatch at times).

and i'm most grateful that i have this pillar of support during this period of time, that he makes an extra effort to fill up the emptiness that i'm feeling at home. it's like, amidst the storm that i'm stuck in, he's the umbrella (ella, ella) over my head, sheltering me from the dismal state that i'm in.

yes, cheesy, but true. they say it's better to love than to be loved. i say they've never been truly loved by someone before. the feeling is warm, fuzzy and .....peaceful, just what i need at this moment of time.

thank you baby, and i love you :)