Wow. V-day. A day I dreaded coz of the love-fest(s) I was bound to see and then endure watching people carry stuffs that commercialism has taught us to be the "symbol(s)" of a person's love for an individual. And of course I would then be green with jealousy.
But hey, surprise surprise!
Friend gave baMa roses.
I was stunned.
The almost-depression I was feeling all day lifted. Not only because Friend gave me something for the sappy holiday (although that was the BIGGEST cause of my sudden elatedness), but it was for the fact that Friend thought of bama and made us feel special.
Actually, Friend proved to me something much more important...
He cares for us. Truly cares. No pretensions. For real.
And THAT made me insanely hApPy!
The best things in life are the unexpected swerves we make along the road. The thrill we feel awakens the stupor of our soul and YOU my Friend is/are one helluva surprise!
You know how I felt about you when we first met, and now I could just slap myself for EVER thinking that.
Stupid, idiotic, INSANE me.
As you perfectly phrased and said to me toniite, "Where were you all my life?" Well Friend, I say that to you too. Where have you been all this time? Never mind that, at least we HAVE the rest of our lives now!
Riite?
[so mura na ta'g uyab ani Friend? I'll stop the drama na...
hahaha]
Thanks Friend!
Not just for that rose but for everything else that it symbolized- - -your friendship, your trust, your love and everything else along with it.
Love you so much Friend!!!
mwah
ps. well Friend,YOU will now be the answer to anyone who asks me the question, "Who was the first guy that gave you flowers?"
