Do you smile when you think of me?

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Yesterday, I had the most decent conversation I've had with you in months. Ever since the wrong send incident, we haven't been so keen on talking to each other. But as my last day draws near, I've been trying to look for an excuse to talk to you. And that's when it hit me. Your birthday's coming up. I could pretend (coz I already have a present in mind) to ask you what gift you wanted.

I grabbed my phone and typed up a message. I couldn't ask you right away what gift you wanted so I decided I'd ask you if you've read this book blah blah blah. It was lame, and I would have died of shame if we were face to face. (Ah, the magic of technology. It does wonder for the weak of heart. Hahaha.)

You replied politely that you haven't read it [which wasn't a surprise because the book I asked about was for children. Hahaha.]. I typed up my thanks and squeezed in "Lapit na ng birthday mo ah."

The conversation went exactly where I wanted it to go and I asked you what you wanted. You told me you didn't want anything material because, well, material things don't last. I replied with "Ang drama mo naman" and told you I just wanted to know what to get you for your birthday.

Nothing could have prepared me for this.

"If I asked you to stay, would you? Nah..."

I hate how you do that. You allow me to forget everything I feel about you and all it takes is one sentence and I start to get that warm, fuzzy feeling again...

Suddenly, I don't want to leave. Suddenly, I feel like I have all the reasons I could possible need to stay.

"I hope you don't mind... I hope you don't mind that I put down in words how wonderful life is now you're in the world." And it is. It really is.

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You make me want to stay forever...

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When was the last time I told you I loved you?

I love you far more than you could ever imagine...
kitten posted @ 7:13 AM