Loving A Patient Man.

Had a conversation with Dian last friday night while waiting for Rafi and Ihsan to meet us to the karaoke joint, about how I hate waiting, and that I'm pretty impatient when it comes to dealing with Rafi. She then told me about a perspective article she read about Loving A Patient Man. The minute she said those four words, it hit me, Rafi is a patient man. A very patient one.

I'll pull a long face when he arrives later than me after I've said I'll be late, I'll be a nag when he puts things away when they're due, I'll scream and shout just to get my point across, I'll whine and throw a fit when things are not going my way, I'll give him a thick slice of my mind when I think whatever he decides to do is not the way I would've done it if it was my decision to make, I'll complain when I think this is not quite like that or when it's not quite like this and he still tells me how much he loves me dearly at the end of every (petty) argument.

"When you love a patient man, you musn’t forget that he’s human too. He’ll make mistakes, just as you do. He’ll say the wrong things at times, just as you’ve done too. If you’ve grown to know that these things don’t matter, and a bigger love is at stake, apologies are but a transient formality. Forget about the cynics and the others who fight to come out tops. Be hesitant in holding back the words that will make his heart stand still. What’s the point in ugliness when you’ve already learnt to appreciate beauty?"

Today, I realize that I've been in love with a patient man. I choose to overlook my flaws and start grinding on every bit of his till I have my fill. It's crazily unfair like that but I've taken advantage at the fact he never stops me. 

"Why do you always let me win when you know you're right and I'm wrong?"

"I've told you before and I'll tell you again, it's your happiness that makes me happy even if I know it's your fault", kiss and grabs my hand. 

He really knows how to make a girl feel crappy. I'm such a heartless monster! I know, I know, I'm unworthy of his patience cos all I do is nitpick on the slightest things. Sigh. But then I get all fuzzy and warm on the insides. thinking about how much he actually cares enough about me to overlook my extremely flawed disposition. 

Many people say it is human nature to take things for granted. But they forget that to love and appreciate or to be loved and be appreciated, is too. I guess we all forget sometimes.