There & Back

That is where we have been.

You are the assistant coach who had perfected my volley technique from where coach had left off, and the kick-ass player on the field who taught me more than a thing or two when it comes to defending my team's precious goalpost.

I was the young girl who was on Tumblr a tad too much for my own good, and my waistline got the better of me at some point of time. You are the boyfriend who stayed by me when I had only allowed myself to ingest eight hundred calories per day, whether there were soccer trainings or not. I was the girl who would only eat Subway when there was nothing on the dinner table at home, the one who rinsed all of her cooked food in hot water to remove the oil in them, and the one who would turn her nose up at all kinds of food. You are the lover whose heart broke when I turned into skin and bones.

You are the man who had admitted to your mistakes when it came to breaking promises and losing faith, the one who held on even when my wrath went out of control.

We have been there: From when butterflies were aplenty in our stomachs, to a time when everything seemed hopeless as long as we were together; all in the span of thirty-odd months. And here we are, rising from where we had fallen, picking each other up and dusting each other off.

Tomorrow marks the last month of our third year; it would be unwise for me to list down everything that we have been through. We have been there and back, more than any others may know about, and less than what could have been possible.

Here, with you, is where I would rather be.