The regularity of posting on a specific date has ceased to display its appeal, rather a daily appreciation (be it public or private) dawns upon an aging self. Nightly phone calls are a routine but tonight's, particularly, was a tad bit more endearing than previous nights. The ridiculous endearments we have for one another may tilt the relationship to a more immature scale, but regardless it paints a smile to be greeted by those silly words. I'd like to think I've gained aplenty throughout these 15 months, in return with a mini sacrifice here and there which I've made to compromise. Like any other relationship, we have our ups and downs, and we've failed at understanding each other multiple times. It took us a while to get things right, and up till today, however seasoned we are, we're still working on cocooning what we share. More often than not, we have friends coming up to us, telling us their hopes on attending our wedding ceremony. I used to develop a thrill from gaining compliments on our relationship, but recent disagreements have taught me otherwise. Our relationship is no fairytale, we endure similar issues and disputes, but it's the rise from the fall that places us where we are today. I can't promise an everlasting relationship; nothing is built to last, but what I can promise you is that I will try my best to make this work as long as I'm in this with you. I deeply appreciate your companionship, advice, teachings, but most of all, I appreciate the friendship we share. This is to 15 months of understanding, compromising, and love.