Lucky 7
It's September. We celebrated our 7th year anniversary of getting together yesterday. It was dinner at TGIF, and 7 gifts for her: three blouses of different designs, a journal, a Kenny G. cd compilation, a pair of black lingerie, and a black thong hidden in a small box with three pairs of dangling earings. While the CD raised an eyebrow, I am hoping that the thought made a difference.
I still can't believe that more than 7 years have passed since that one fateful evening at a friend's place. She was celebrating her birthday with the theme of a highschool prom night. Everyone at UP Quill had to get a date. Due to some fortunate circumstances, Pia and I went together. It was casual at first, we both had crushes on other people. So it was a safe arragement. Somewhere between midnight perhaps we danced. Well, she asked me to while I was brooding on some corner because my crush then was getting intimate with her partner for the evening. I can't remember how long we danced, but it was long. We held each other close as the slow music took me away from everything else.
After the dance, we decided to take a walk to a nearby park, leaving everything behind. during the walk, I held her hand. It was the right thing to do. We talked, shared stories about what we like to read and watch. I can remember seeing her smile. She had a a smile that makes one smile back. I felt something then.
The morning after, I wanted to spend the day with her, even had to cheat a bit when a few of us decided to go watch a movie and had to take two cabs to get there. I coersed her to share the cab ride with me. during the movie, a comedy, I held her hand again. Then I took her home.
While I can still vaguely recall the events of the following days, suffice to say that it ended, or more aptly started with me struggling to telling her how I felt, and she telling me how she did. And on one rainy Sunday afternoon 7 years ago, we shared our first kiss. And I knew then that she would be the one for me.
While the past 7 years went by with a lot of sharing smiles, of sharing tears and overcoming personal problems, of fighting and making up and out, we held strong. Despite any problems we have faced, we continue to hold on. And while I may not be perfect, far from it, I remain forever hers. I would gladly spend the rest of my life with her.
Someone asked me recently how I knew that I want to marry Pia. I answered, that when one wakes up every morning and look for someone beside him, and feeling incomplete when she's not there, that's when you know you are ready to spend your life with her. I would want want nothing else in this world but to spend the rest of my days with her. Seven years may not be that short a time to know this truth, but I would spend 7x77 more years if I had them, together with her.
I still can't believe that more than 7 years have passed since that one fateful evening at a friend's place. She was celebrating her birthday with the theme of a highschool prom night. Everyone at UP Quill had to get a date. Due to some fortunate circumstances, Pia and I went together. It was casual at first, we both had crushes on other people. So it was a safe arragement. Somewhere between midnight perhaps we danced. Well, she asked me to while I was brooding on some corner because my crush then was getting intimate with her partner for the evening. I can't remember how long we danced, but it was long. We held each other close as the slow music took me away from everything else.
After the dance, we decided to take a walk to a nearby park, leaving everything behind. during the walk, I held her hand. It was the right thing to do. We talked, shared stories about what we like to read and watch. I can remember seeing her smile. She had a a smile that makes one smile back. I felt something then.
The morning after, I wanted to spend the day with her, even had to cheat a bit when a few of us decided to go watch a movie and had to take two cabs to get there. I coersed her to share the cab ride with me. during the movie, a comedy, I held her hand again. Then I took her home.
While I can still vaguely recall the events of the following days, suffice to say that it ended, or more aptly started with me struggling to telling her how I felt, and she telling me how she did. And on one rainy Sunday afternoon 7 years ago, we shared our first kiss. And I knew then that she would be the one for me.
While the past 7 years went by with a lot of sharing smiles, of sharing tears and overcoming personal problems, of fighting and making up and out, we held strong. Despite any problems we have faced, we continue to hold on. And while I may not be perfect, far from it, I remain forever hers. I would gladly spend the rest of my life with her.
Someone asked me recently how I knew that I want to marry Pia. I answered, that when one wakes up every morning and look for someone beside him, and feeling incomplete when she's not there, that's when you know you are ready to spend your life with her. I would want want nothing else in this world but to spend the rest of my days with her. Seven years may not be that short a time to know this truth, but I would spend 7x77 more years if I had them, together with her.