About two years ago, I realized that she loved me.
I went to my to finish my clearance in my first job and gave a mouthful to the HR. I stayed for the night in her apartment, while she goes to work that evening. I hardly slept that night.
She came home that morning, with a modest breakfast, two packs of pancit canton and bread rolls. I remember seeing how happy she was, I still have a mental image of her smiling.
When I told her that I had to leave, she got terribly sad, genuinely sad with tears in her eyes. She wanted to share a meal with me. I then knew that she loved me. Perhaps, I realized that I loved her too, for I stayed longer than I should.
Sometimes, we take for granted small things like that. Sometimes, they will never happen again.
She loved me, a pure kind of love. Those are memories you want to capture, and you hold on to that memory and want to make it last forever. Here is a girl, one of the most talented and most intelligent ones that I know (and I am not just saying that because I love her) who loves me for who I am.
Today, she loves me still. We’ve been through a lot, and I bet there would be tougher times ahead. Not just about her, but about me as well; about us, and about the tough things in the life.
I guess that’s what love’s about.
naks…kakakilig jep…..good thing you found love already…which I think basing on my personality..will never find one.
i should say that instance was really romantic.. parang hindi ako masyadong nakakarelate sa pagiging romantic though.. wahehe
just enjoy your relationship now and both of you should have fun, don’t forget that..