Belle’s Wrath

This has been going on for far too long, and I need to say something about it.

Nobody talks trash about my man.

I repeat,

Nobody.

Or else.

I’m Not Pouting, Beau :)

Belle’s been terribly busy these past few months… and she couldn’t stand it.  She misses her Beau and she wants to spend more time with him cuddling.  She wants to shower him with kisses.  She wants to hold him in her arms and feel his breath on her neck.  She wants him to be with her at all times.

She only pouts when she knows she can’t do that.

But she’s not pouting anymore, because she knows she’ll be able to do it all this weekend

Belle loves you more and more each day, Beau.  Even the busy ones.

MWAH!

don’t pout, Belle.

Belle and Beau don’t have enough time to meet-up regularly like they used to. Belle has been so busy with everything and, well… Beau has been, too. And Belle doesn’t it that we’ve busy with our own things these days, she pouts sometimes… and that breaks Beau’s heart. So, to catch up for the time they’ve lost they are trying to make every second being together a quality time.

Beau has never been a fan of staying at home during the weekend, but with Belle around they could spent hours together just cuddling. Like what they did the other day, Beau and Belle stayed at Belle’s watched movies together, laughed at the casts, ordered food… etc.

Whenever they’re together, even the most boring activity could be the most romantic.

Beau wuv Belle weaawwy maajjj
:”)

what i love about Belle

And you know what I love about you, Belle?

I love it when you…

…stare at me while we’re walking and say “Beau, I’m having that disease again” and smile.

…shower me with kisses for no reason.

…mention me on her blog.

…grind me on the dance floor.

…tell funny stories while I’m driving.

…say “come here, I want to hug you”.

but I love it the most when Belle stares at my eyes and says “I love you, Beau” .

and now I miss her so much, I just wished that I can see her tomorrow

Belle’s Lists

Belle loves…

… Beau, of course.
… posting her romantic thoughts again after so long…
… rubbing Beau’s head when he’s watching Prison Break
… the little ‘jealous’ look on Beau’s eyes when he asks her who sent her the SMS
… the little ‘relieved’ look on Beau’s eyes when she tells him it’s nobody to be jealous of
… Beau’s strong arms around her, whenever and wherever
… whenever Beau steals little kisses in public
… holding Beau tight and telling him playfully ‘Sorry, I’m stuck with you’
… that she caught Beau looking at her lovingly when she was asleep

Belle wants…

… Beau here.  Right now.  Holding her.
… to see Beau.  Right now.  She misses him so much.

Belle is smiling because…

… she’s chatting with Beau and he hasn’t got any clue that she’s writing this
… she’s still feeling the same butterflies whenever she thinks of Beau

Ah.  She misses him so bad.

I love you, sweetie  

The Endless Argument

“I love you, Belle”
“No, I love you more”
“Shut up, I love you MORE!”
“Okay if you love me don’t respond.  I love you MORE”
“NOOOO!!! I LOVE YOU MORE!”
“See?  You don’t love me!”
“Whatever, I love you MORE!”
“No, I love you more!”

Lately, it’s been hard for us to end a phonecall.  We keep on arguing who loves the other more.  Can’t believe it’s been over a year

I love you MORE than anything, Beau!

Knocks Me Off My Feet

I see us in the park
strolling the summer days
of imaginings in my head…
And words from our hearts
told only to the winds
felt even without being said…

I don’t want to bore you with my trouble
But there’s something ’bout your love
that makes me weak and knocks me off my feet…
There’s something ’bout your love
that makes me weak and knocks me off my feet
knocks me off my feet…

I don’t want to bore you with it
oh but I love you
I love you
I love you…

I don’t want to bore you with it
oh but I love you
I love you

I love you more and more…

We lay beneath the stars
under a lover’s tree
that’s seen through the eyes of my mind…
And I reach out for the part
of me that lives in you
that only our two hearts can find…

I don’t want to bore you with my trouble
But there’s something ’bout your love
that makes me weak and knocks me off my feet…
There’s something ’bout your love
that makes me weak and knocks me off my feet
knocks me off my feet…

I don’t want to bore you with it
but I love you
I love you
I love you…

I don’t want to bore you with it
but I love you
I love you …

An anniversary song for you, Beau.  Never thought such song existed.  A song from Stevie Wonder, a song that truly represents my feelings about you.  I really don’t want to bore you with it…

… but I love you

one year anniversary

Today one year ago Belle was away for work, but she still had the time to call me every now and then for a few minutes just to say ‘hi’ or ‘i miss you’. I remember one of the many short conversations we had was, “my friend asked me if the person i keep calling is my boyfriend, and I said I don’t know. Are you my boyfriend?” and I said “uuhhhh-huh”.

So there, we are in a relationship from there on out. It was the happiest day in my life, until today. One year after the long “uuhhh-huh” we’re still going strong, despite tons of roadblocks we have to go through, it just makes my year
Belle painted this for me, a few days ago, it’s an early anniversary present from her…

It’s lovely, thank you, Belle. I love it. I love you! happy anniversary

we’re done moving

We wanted to do something for our anniversary, so this is it! Our new home is ready, we’re done “decorating” it, “painted” the background and we’re done unpacking. We’re not really done migrating the old entries from our old blog tho, but it’s in the process.

Welcome to our new home

11th month of our lifetime journey

Belle wished me a happy anniversary first and not the other way around this month

She kissed me passionately and wished me a happy 11th month anniversary…  under the moon in the wee hours, tired, hungry and tipsy.

Happy 11th month, Belle darling. I am sorry for not being able to drop by your house this afternoon. But hopefully we will catch-up this week before the weekend.

MMWWAAHHH… love you loads, belle.