And so it is...Keanu's Birthday.
Usually, as regular readers know, I come on this blog and do a glowing tribute to my love Keanu on the event of his birthday. This year I got to do it on 3 different media - Facebook, Instagram and My Blog.
This last one I let it wait because I get to be as personal as possible without filter. The others I had to filter before folks think I'm some crazy obsessed fan, which I am but you know, my fandom has levels. I think? Lol.
But I spent the day sexting Negro. We started off arguing about something and ended up arguing. The general question was: Why do you pay me back with love when all I've ever shown you is not...love? Why do I? In the end, I've asked this question a few times. Why do we love when most times the object of our affection is too bruised or torn to reciprocate? Why do we still show them love? I've had cause to answer that with the children's fairytale of Beauty and the Beast. The Beast was a loving handsome man inside and all that love that he received melted his tough exterior revealing the warmth he was concealing inside him. Now, that's a fairytale version. The realistic version is...what else do you do except love? Hate. I was not taught to hate. You essentially do not reward hate with hate. It doesn't work that way. Peace was eventually made by sexting which really was...kinda nice.
Nevertheless, back to Keanu. How does this relate to Keanu? Everything. I always think of him as a very peaceful man. I might be looking through obsessed fan glasses but he always seems so introverted and peaceful. I never hear him get upset, or do something that expresses rage. And when someone lives some part of their life in the public eye without throwing an unnecessary tantrum it's a lot to be commended. It's a lot to be admired too.
Happy birthday to My Love. For everything that you are, I hope I get to be. I will meet you some day and you will exceed all my expectations. Now...for now, we stay apart and seek our lives journeys till fate brings us together. Here's hoping it will be so kind. To the beginning to the middle to the empty moments in between, to my love as we await that precious moment when we shall meet at the end, all I can say is...Happy Birthday.
All my love...ANI

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