There's going to be boring days. There's going to be moments we'll spent together where we'll conveniently kill time and just lay barren and plain. I can't promise that all of our days will be fun, colorful and vibrant. There's going to be grey days and faded afternoons. We'll spend the day dozing off, mostly in the sleepiest tones. We'll feel very low and silence may happen. But it won't mean anything, it will just be comfortable. It's the kind of securing silence where our hearts would not feel worried or anxious. There's going to be days where we just feel neutral. And I have accepted that alongside our relationship. Because I have sworn to myself that I'll see through those days and I will not fuss how we're done with our honeymoon stage; our chases. There is a beauty in comfortability; there's a beauty in just being with you in the most lame Sunday afternoon. After all, these things will not get in the way of my love for you. For my love sees through safe zones, my love for you are beyond boundaries of stagnancy, it is versatile. And I will promise to love you in our brightest and in our monochromes. So here's to the coming lazy afternoons, little talks and silent smiles.
