You and I.

This thing between you and I. Its growing, its getting stronger, its binding tighter. It won't go away easily, that's for sure. Its getting harder and harder to live life without you. Someday we'll probably be inseparable. I can tell from your desire to meet me more and more. The way we always seem to enjoy ourselves together. The insatiable urge to bite me. 

I'm not as concerned about the way we spend money as I once was. I now know that you understand my situation a lot better, and that you are much more conscious of your spending habits. There's still room for improvement, but I admit that you've come a long way. That's good, and I love you for that. You're willing to change for me, and there's much more to our relationship than I had initially hoped for.

I know that you've understood the gist of how I normally think and react... And therefor sometimes when I mention or discuss certain thorny issues with you, its not contention anymore, its appreciation. You like to ask me what I am thinking of sometimes, and I most certainly would like to know what's in your head all the time. So, my dear, sometimes when I mull over thorny issues aloud, its not always about you, about us. Its so that you'll know how I feel about things. How I come to conclusions by myself. 

I know I like to beat your backside a lot. But you're not wrong all the time. We've reached the stage where we can talk about things together. 

Like how I never want Valentine's day to be at a hawker centre. I'll do it the expensive way. If I can. =P