our love embodied

this year

not by candlelit dinner
or romantic walks by the river,
but rather
by hospital meals shared
and an IV line dear;

now 3 years on I find that
like sambal and gravy
or nasi lemak and steak
together,
bliss lies not in
complete conformity

but rather,
in completing one another..



Happy anniversary, my yangku -
I love you so :)