speaking volumes

I realised, recently, that not saying something can actually mean more. there's a certain comfort in knowing that even if i dun say anything, i can still feel comfortable, warm, free, loved, happy, whatever positive emotions i wanna feel.

There is something to be said about familiarity. People say familiarity breeds contempt, but i don't think so. yes, i got tired of things easily, but well, there's just something warm and comforting about the fact that i can walk to the coffeshop opposite and just go to the coffee uncle, who will know what i want without telling him. there's just something comforting and comfortable about that. and well, prior to what people say about wanting a new life, to try something new, i wouldn't give up this sense of belonging and comfort for anything.

And although i don't say it much, i am in the happiest state of mind i can ever be. The girlfriend and i, we're good together. Granted, she is overly stressed about exams and its making me damn worried for her, but at least there isn't any more of those flaring ups and shit. i am happiest whenever im with her, that is something that i can't state to her, but i feel everyday. we're becoming even more and more loving, it touches my heart. the things she says at times, it melts me. i can never tell her that if i were to not meet her for more than a day, i would go crazy just missing her, but that is how i feel. so i guess in a way silence speaks more than anything else. i never knew i could ever be this happy, but now i am. and i hope that she is, too, because i am doing all i can to make her happy.

I never saw colours this bright before.

Results out tomorrow. Bloody hell.