The ugly truth

No. This is not, in any form, related to a movie where girls try to fit in to the perfect-girlfriend-material every boys would like to have.

This is just the truth speaking, and me in awe.

Twas one beautiful morning when I woke up in Yok han's arms. He was stroking my hair while I dream of shopping spree and body spa and massage. I was happy. Thinking that he's the first thing I will see in the morning as I open my eyes. He was staring at me lovingly, either I'm just exaggerating or what, I can feel all the love pouring down on me even while I'm still asleep.

We started the day by chatting all our stories off. He told me how his work was going and I spoke of how my training went on. I shared with him the good news with regards to my training, yes, I passed, and another good news. And then he broke what seemed to be like a fairy-tale-like with this question.

Yok: If you were to choose between writing for that magazine and your crazy airport fantasy, what would it be?

Me: Well, (clears throat), I can write as long as I can, writing has no age limit. I can write in the comfort of our house and earn money from that, I can write even if we already have a family. But in the airline industry, it's not the same. The lifestyle is not suitable for married couples, so I might as well spend my life there before we settle down right? As of present time, I can contribute for that magazine, but I'll be full time in the airport.

Yok: So you'll choose the airport?

Me: Yeah, right. Why?

Yok: Nothing.

The following scenarios weren't as clear as these dialogues. It just spurred out on me, I just got hit with that idea, that Yok was using that magazine as a metaphor on our relationship. What I have just said, was something like, I will just be contributing in our relationship because I need to be full time in my work. And in that moment I realized my impulse ideas, I felt really really sad. I didn't mean to make things look like that, but without saying a word, Yok Han seemed to have fully understood my priorities in life. As much as I wanted to take my words back, he won't buy it coz' I already have told the truth.


In the following days, weeks, months, and years, may we weather all the storm that will come upon us and stand tall at the end of that tunnel, standing beside each other, and making all our dreams come into reality.