Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Love and Death

Recently, my wife asked me why did I choose her to love, to marry. As usual, without much thought I gave her the usual crap or diverting - "Married liao then you ask?" or political correct answers like - "Because you're smart, pretty, can take my crap etc...". But as how my blog goes, it gives me the time to reflect and iron out my thoughts during quiet times or idle times during work!

I've dated many many girls. From scientist to stewardess but rarely one could give me the "You are the One" feeling. My wife gave me another feeling that I've never felt before. A feeling that I realised no amount of rare whiskeys could drown me in, or any fast car could drive away, or no pair of shoes which I can run away with.

She made me not want to go on with life, if she goes before me. I could only imagine myself how lonely I would be if she is no longer in my life. I stared in actual blankness, darkness like a black hole, sucking away molecule by molecule.

All along, I thought I was strong, living by the rule "What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger". Many times, I have been called heartless by many girls but the thought of ever losing my wife would probably crumble my world.