I remember that one specific moment summer, 2017, I started my day waking up before my alarm clock rings.
This is the day we see each other again. Excited and hopeful, I drove to the parking lot near the gym and I hurried to see you. I climbed the stairs and smiles back at the faces of security guards stationed on the way to you.
Last Saturday was the first time we had dinner together when you invited me after the fitness event. I still couldn't believe it. Sunday was all about butterflies. We had coffee at the back of my car in the parking lot and you talked, I listened. Time was irrelevant. We owned every minute of it until I dropped you off at the van station, as I drive home wondering what just happened.
I wondered where it will lead us. And before I know it, all the butterflies time traveled and here we are in 2019, sharing a place in Las Pinas, full of ups and downs. Suddenly that one day summer of 2017 was a lifetime away.
Right now I have no idea where we are or what we are, but I know, I know it's a different place. I haven't been in this state of mind before. I need the time to think it through. I need to fix whatever is broken without damaging the mother board, if at all possible.
I need to be where I was at that one Saturday night after I dropped you off,
full of joy,
and full of hope.
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