what matters most

It burns my heart whenever I see him struggling with his troubled mind trying hard to settle off his problems. Be it financial, be it career, be it anything…I just seem to be a not so fulfilling girlfriend to him. I wanted to share his lows and downs, I wanted to be right there for him whenever he needs me to, and for the utmost, I just wanted him to be happy at all times.

Never have I seen him being so out of mood before. He seems like going through some depression and at first, he doesn’t even want to open up to me until one night, he told me about the pressure and problem he is dealing with. I felt so shallow in an instant that I always pester him for this and that and even raising up my voice talking to him if he doesn’t please me with the things he does. That is the night that I hugged him so tightly to sleep. That is also the night I felt my love for him has gone so deep that freedom and money is no longer a matter to me anymore.

I will never ever again to complain if he has not spent enough for me. I will never ever again to pester him for any ridiculously expensive gifts. myRichard is more than all these. Yes, it struck for a little while when others try to chuck in their two cents worth of sayings to me that I need to marry a man who can give me happiness and who can ease my financial worries. I believe in myRichard will do his level best to give me everything he could afford of. It is just a matter of time.