Ok not legs but ankle. Broke my ankle now I need to rest for at least 2 months before I can step out of my home.

I thought I’d cry when I broke it. Or cried when it swollen on the first few nights. I thought I’d be angry or depressed but I didn’t. I just simply accepted the fact- yes I’m injured, now what’s next, what should I do for recovery. It really didn’t bother me much.

My first time breaking bones, being hospitalised, and doing surgery. I was nervous and anxious yet I made it through.

Now I realise the importance of being healthy. And I’ll probably start looking after myself a bit more...

It’s sad that I gotta stay away from my board for months. But I got something better...

I used to doubt his intention and love... idk if he’s really interested in me, or whatever happened between us was only something short-lived.
But his action has been showing me that he’s really serious about it.

He’s been calling me since day1, and he called me few times a day just to keep me company.

I didn’t ask for any of this. Or at least not in this frequency. But he did.

He doesn’t like texting or calling. And he’s bad at talking too. Still, he calls. Even I don’t ask him to. Talking on phone takes time and effort. And with his consistency it shows that he cares, and he makes me his priority.

Acknowledging this warm my heart.

I’m sure that he could give me what I’ve been looking for.

It’s funny how we know each other’s past, which obviously weren’t something worth being proud of. Still, we chose to trust each other.
I never have to hide in front of him. He knows and accepts who I am and what I do, without judging me, without wanting to manipulate me.

Jealousy and manipulation is not act of love. I can feel he cares about me without that.
And he values communication as much as I do.

He’s the first person I called when I woke up from my surgery. And I cried. And I didn’t feel uncomfortable showing my vulnerability in front of him, knowing that he’ll understand and comfort me.

I wanted to DTR, so so bad.

But now, I just don’t care anymore.

Labels don’t matter to me anymore.

I won’t push again. I’ll just sit back and wait and enjoy the ride. I know he meant it, and he knows I’m committed as much as he does. So it doesn’t matter. I’ll give him time to think about it, while I enjoy the time we shared.