30th of August 2011. The first monthsary that we were actually together, in one place, in the same country, in the same timezone. And it happened to be in the charming city of Dublin, Ireland. R booked me a ticket to Ireland to bridge the long distance relationship somehow. I resigned from my previous job and was transitioning to a new one so the timing could have never been any perfect.
This is the most romantic thing a guy ever did to me. Ever. I couldn't help but swoon---at the flowers on my arms, at the blinking white lights behind, at the man I waited and prayed for.
Happy 8th R. I really couldn't ask for more.
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