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the universe has finally chosen to let love find me
I've lost count of the times he has made me happy. It's surprising how hard it is to write about everything now, especially when writing has always been my safe space and escape from the chaos of the world. Maybe it's because I've found a safe space in him. With him, I don't have to hide or bottle everything up. I finally have someone who I can talk to about everything, making stepping out of my comfort zone less daunting.
If I could tell my past self where I am in life right now, she would be in shock. All the "what ifs," hopes, questions, and prayers have been answered.
There are things best left in the past, and what truly matters is the "now." And I pray that I will always choose to move forward.
Who would have thought that the person I liked from our very first encounter in September 2022 would become so significant to me a year and a half later? Who would have believed that he would pursue me, choose to be with me, learn about me, take care of me, and love me in every way he knows and in every way I want?
It still baffles me that Taylor Swift’s love songs make sense to me now.
He continues to pour love into my life in ways I’ve never experienced from anyone else, apart from my family and friends, or even myself.
He doesn’t just give me butterflies in my stomach; he gives me peace. His embrace, or even just his presence, makes me feel safe. Spending the day with him, whether we’re talking nonsense, having serious discussions, or sharing corny jokes, is priceless. He brings so much happiness and peace to my heart, and I hope this love will last.
I love how much he learns about me. I appreciate how he remembers the small details and all the things I like. He cooks for me after our long flights, making sunny-side-up eggs exactly how I prefer them. Even though he doesn't like the smell or taste of pork, he cooks it for me because he knows I love it. He prepares the bed to make sure I’m comfortable and always considers my opinions. He constantly compliments me and reminds me that I’m beautiful with or without makeup. He listens to my random rants, my stories about my day, my love for Taylor Swift, and everything else I tell him. He tells me I’m his answered prayer. He is so patient and gentle with me, and I hope we make it until the end.
I love him, and I feel loved. It feels incredible to be known, seen, and to have rest. Love truly is a precious experience that everyone should have.
I hope I am the partner he is seeking from the Lord. I hope that when challenges arise in the future, we will be able to overcome them with love and calmness. I hope we support each other and that our trust remains unbroken by anything that could hurt us. I want to see him succeed in life, and I hope I am there with him when that happens.
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“You will find someone someday who will accept you wholeheartedly that you wouldn’t even have to force yourself to be liked by them.”
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is this real life?
“I hope to experience love like I've witnessed in my friends and on-screen, to feel taken care of and pursued by quiet signs of love in romantic ways without asking for it.”
I remember writing this last year, being a hopeless romantic despite projecting the life of a strong, independent woman. Behind that projection lie hopes of experiencing the same joy that most people in love share. Finally understanding and relating to Taylor Swift’s top love songs—the eye contact, the smile after long stares, the playful tension of attempting to hold someone’s hand, the gentle caress of a thumb on someone’s shoulder turning into comfortable silence, being at ease in someone’s presence, sharing hobbies and discovering common interests, trying out new restaurants, watching movies together, and critiquing them afterward, staying up for hours just talking about random things, accepting each other's uniqueness, the hugs, kisses on cheeks, being happily clingy, and all those little things that no amount of money could match. Perhaps these are the things that truly show money can’t buy happiness.
I had only seen these in movies and heard about them from friends, existing solely in my imagination because I never thought the time would come for me to experience them. It has indeed been one of the best things ever to happen to me. Even if someday it comes to an end, I will forever cherish this memory—that at least once in my life, I felt love, I was pursued, and I was truly known and seen by someone I liked.
Right now, my heart is full. There is fear, but it's only the fear of it ending, a fear born from being accustomed to situations that always come to an end, leaving my heart broken. I can see that if it ends abruptly, I may not recover quickly and move on as if nothing happened. But I pray to the Lord that He blesses this journey of ours. I pray that whatever is bound to happen or happening between us is His will. I hope this is the love I’ve been waiting for my whole life. May we have patience every day and choose not to hurt each other. My heart is very happy, and it has never been in this kind of state until he came and let me experience those things I once only saw in my dreams. Indeed, everything is better in the light.
I pray that this love flourishes, bringing peace, comfort, security, and support in every way we seek love.
I think life is finally choosing me, and I am immensely happy.
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To self,
It is comforting to know that everything is just a phase and with time, things always get better. Definitely right now I am happy. You wouldn’t believe all the places you’ve been to, you’ve done, you've loved if I tell it all to you.
In just one whole year of 2023, so much unfolded. You’ve been to many places you only once had daydreamed when you were young. You were able to save and spoil your family. And, surprisingly, I discovered that I am not as difficult to like as I always believed. I realized that I can also be the one pursued.
You are braver now and you must be proud of it. Confidence has grown, aligning with my aspirations. Self-love has deepened, And you’ve become more open, understanding, and considerate. Maturity has taken root, but the dreams I hold dear remain unchanged. You are still that person brimming with aspirations, and that's something that hasn't changed, haha. You prefer peace of mind and happiness now that validation from others. You are more specific now on what you want.
There are a lot of things that happened in 2023. A lot of sadness as well, but we prefer to remember the happy parts. I could say that 2023 is your favorite yet. I couldn’t wait to hear what 2024 has in store for you.
I wish for more peace, happiness, love, and success this year. If something happens or doesn’t go the way you want it to be, always remember that God always has better plans. Everything eventually improves, so keep the faith. :>
I hope 2024 becomes a year where love blossoms, and dreams transform into reality. Tell me all about it soon.
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Whimsical Turns
2023 is definitely my year.
Sure, there were moments of sadness, never-ending questions of "when will it be my turn?" and tears. Yet, there were even more remarkable moments—dreams turned into reality, genuine happiness, and much more. Somehow, I feel a twinge of guilt for letting my worries overshadow the many moments that made me happy and truly made this year great.
I can recall how I asked God for a few things, but He gave me more, and they turned out to be even better than the plans I thought were the best. He showed me many things I deemed impossible but were possible through Him. I unexpectedly traveled to numerous places, made friends, and met countless people. I've learned that observing a situation from a different perspective provides many valuable insights. Open-mindedness, I've discovered, is essential. He also allowed me to see and experience what it feels like to be known and seen. I used to think I was always the difficult person to choose and pursue, but in the last part of the year, God made it possible. My heart is incredibly happy and at peace, and I hope the coming year brings a sense of "It's now my turn."
I am immensely grateful for this year because this write-up is probably very different from the ones I crafted in previous years—lengthy and detailed. Now, I simply want to express my deep gratitude to all the people, challenges, remarkable and winning moments, and even the little things that made 2023 my favorite so far.
With lots of plot twists, I eagerly anticipate 2024. My faith and hope in God have sustained me throughout, and I am carrying them into the next year. I hope for a peaceful, happy, love-filled, and kind 2024. May I become the person I am dreaming of being.
Thank you, 2023!
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When love knocks... I hope I am ready
I hope that in the coming year, I experience a love that brings joy instead of late-night questioning – a love that's effortless and doesn't require constant reminders. I wish for genuine, reciprocated love that exceeds what I freely give to others, filled with meaningful gestures born out of pure affection.
I dream of love with someone I truly appreciate, who reciprocates those feelings. If that person enters my life next year, I hope he becomes the man I envision. May God shape him into a better person and partner, guiding him to achieve personal goals.
I also pray to become the woman my future partner is seeking. I hope our love is embraced by our families and friends without any insecurities. May it be a gentle, calm, supportive, and God-centered love, bringing joy and adventure into our lives.
I pray to be someone's answered prayer. If love comes my way next year, I hope to be ready and open to receiving it.
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What's Next?
Life's this rollercoaster of moments, right? Some lift you to cloud nine, some drag you down to the blues. But hey, each of them adds a chapter to your personal memory book.
We're always playing the "What's next?" game in our heads. It's like this itch for the unknown, the excitement of unwrapping a mystery. And it's not just about things; it can be about people too.
So, here's a little life update, a memo to my future self. Why do I write? Well, maybe it's because my emotions are in overdrive, and I need an outlet. Or perhaps, I've got so much to say, but the world isn't ready. So, I spilled it all out here. Dodging confrontation like a pro, you know?
Let's talk about someone special, who's been lingering in my life for over a year. It's both annoying and amusing how I'm still hopeful about it. I've had these pep talks with myself, vowing to move on, reminding myself of my worth. And I've been killing it—a self-love game.
Then, we hang out, and he drops the bomb. He likes me and wants to pursue me. Great, right? But here's the plot twist: it's like waiting for a sequel that never drops. It's all talk and no walk. Every time I think, "Finally," he does this push-pull dance. I'm left in the waiting room, questioning everything. Is he serious, or am I a pawn in some cosmic joke?
I don't know what's next. I've given chances like free samples, and I'm getting tired of it. Is he even thinking about me? Is this a game to him? I hate that I keep giving him the benefit of the doubt.
But I was also reminded by this phrase from a bible verse, “Do not awaken love.” So, I am taking the time. Not forcing anything because everything with force sometimes does not end up good. No pressure but I pray he’s not playing me.
Here's the kicker—I miss him. A lot. And, amidst my confusion, I'm praying to the heavens. Hoping that one day, it's my turn to be pursued, to feel love without the fog of uncertainty. I know I deserve it, but when will it be my turn? What's next for me? Or is it over… now? Ha, I know a reference from TayTay!
I just hope I get wiser through all this. Meanwhile, I'm here, missing him, praying for clarity, and wondering what's next for me. Life, right?
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When I Turn A Year Older
It was once just a dream, a hope, a prayer, until I turned 25.
At 24, I took my first international trip to Bangkok using my personal money.
I treated my family to out-of-town birthdays, staying at a 5-star hotel with savings we could only jokingly daydream about years ago.
I visited a country with a cold climate, where I wore the dream outfit of thick coats I once manifested in middle school.
I had a spontaneous international trip with my cousins at 24, without worrying about money afterward.
I secured a VIP ticket to a Taylor Swift concert at 24, a dream since 2008.
I met amazing people at 24, learning so much and being inspired.
I experienced the hope of love and attention, making me reconsider opening my doors to trust.
And then I turned 25.
They say that at 25, our frontal lobe fully develops, making us think wiser and create better decisions.
I really hope so.
At 25, I am still figuring out how to make my future better.
I started learning to prioritize peace, happiness, health, and financial freedom.
At 25, I value myself more than I did years before.
I'm still planning my travel bucket list.
I'm learning to set boundaries and not be a pathological people pleaser.
I willingly prioritize collecting and building happy memories with my parents and sister.
I'm learning to step out of my comfort zone and face things that intimidated me for years, like going to the gym.
I've become more open about expressing my thoughts and myself.
I'm learning to accept that sometimes a connection, no matter how compatible, may still not work out.
I'm learning to embrace the idea that people come and go.
I'm still learning to remind myself occasionally of what I deserve, not settling for a "just for the sake" kind of idea.
I'm learning that my dreams should always be bigger than longing for someone's attention.
I'm still braving the idea of leaving a room when it no longer serves me healthily.
At 25, I still get lonely, scared, anxious, but the difference is I know fully that eventually, everything will get better.
And when I turn a year older,
I hope to be more specific with what I want.
I hope to achieve my dream Airbnb business and have our own house, my own house, and drive my car using my hard-earned money.
I hope to continue spoiling my family with what they deserve.
I hope to maintain my main real friends.
I hope to be firm with my boundaries and inspire people.
I hope to continue traveling to many beautiful places.
I hope to still center God in everything I do.
I hope not to feel pressured by society's timeline standards.
I hope to experience love like I've witnessed in my friends and on-screen, to feel taken care of and pursued by quiet signs of love in romantic ways without asking for it.
I hope to be the person I am manifesting today.
To be happier and calmer.
To be someone who considers kindness the most important trait.
To have just enough confidence to face any adversities and fears.
To be someone who still pours love into things I love to do and to people I consider special.
To be someone who cares about other people not for what they think but for the purpose of being empathetic.
To bloom into someone I should become.
And indeed, for the hope of it all.
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"Before the coffee gets cold..."
Just three days ago, I turned 25, and out of all the years, this one had me the most excited about my birthday. Perhaps it's because I've read that our frontal lobe is fully developed when we reach the age of 25, and I am genuinely looking forward to finally making sound decisions, as many years were spent being indecisive. HAHA, for real!
This year also marks the first time I celebrated it outdoors. In previous years, my birthday was always during an exam week, and when I graduated, the pandemic hit, forcing us to stay at home. Considering it's my silver year (25-ish, tehee), I was truly ecstatic. I received gifts from my friends and countless birthday greetings.
On the first day of being 25 years old, I made it a goal to finish the book "Before the Coffee Gets Cold," a gift from Danica. At the beginning of the year, I had written down my goals, one of which was to finish four books. I had four books on my list, but I hadn't found the energy to finish them all. However, this book given to me felt like a good omen, assuring me that I could still achieve that goal. Maybe my inner self is healing, haha.
The book was fantastic. Though I got the impression that some might find it boring, if we truly absorb its message, it isn't. In a nutshell, the book is about making the most of the present moment and not letting fear of the future or regrets hold you back, which is very relevant to what I am experiencing right now. The days following my birthday felt okay. It wasn't as lively as I had imagined, as there were moments of vibrancy followed by stillness and solemnity. But the thing about being 25 years old is that if I were to compare it to my younger self, I might have found myself in a pity party, defeated by loneliness. But now, I am fully aware of what triggers me, and I know exactly how not to be defeated.
A thing… Well, a person who once made me happy now turns to making me sad. Out of all the birthday messages I received, the one that my mind always wanders to is nowhere to be found. The one that my mind remembers so much did not remember me. And I don't complain so much; instead, I validate my feelings that I am experiencing. If this had happened before, I would probably be questioning myself, and the growing insecurity would have flourished. But now? There's a shift. I realize that I am capable of so many things to give. I have so much love to give. My intention will always be pure, and there's nothing I have to change just because the other person cannot meet me halfway, thus giving only mixed signals when I am certainly centered.
"If you could go back to the past, who would you want to meet?" My younger self would probably have a lot of options, and the number one thing that she'd do is the thing she thought she could have done. But the version of me now? I won't force myself to change a thing. Maybe I will try to see what would happen if I said or did a different thing. I will also be intrigued about the future, but the difference now is I know I won't weep and blame myself. I will now move on and remind myself of my worth. I know fully now that there are things that are beyond my control, and if something is meant for me, it will never pass me by. I just have to focus on bettering myself, making my goals real, and increasing my faith in God.
I hope that this… this new era of myself will be wiser. I hope I won't get back down by my old mistakes of self-doubt. I hope that I will have the patience to wait for things to happen. I hope I will be the person that I always long to be. I hope my intention will never hurt anybody. I hope that I will still have the love I pour into people. I hope I will always have the courage to stop things that are no longer serving me or the courage to continue when things get tough, or even in the simplest things… even after the coffee gets cold.
Here's to another year!
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SHIFT
A sudden shift has occurred.
For the past couple of weeks, I've been held back from expressing my loneliness and yearnings to feel alive, much like how I felt back in February.
Many things have surfaced, some of which, if I hadn't known about, might have made me happier. However, these events were inevitable.
I once believed I had found what I was searching for, only to realize that I've actually discovered what I should be seeking.
I feel quite sad because the potentials I once saw now seem uncertain. I'm puzzled by whether I've consistently chosen to overlook the warning signs, merely because I noticed the positive aspects first. Previous versions of myself would likely have moved on swiftly after identifying what put me off. But with him, it's different.
I can't fathom why it's so challenging to move past and forget. I tend to focus on and see more of him, rather than letting one aspect define his entirety. The phrase "I used to think I was smart" resonates deeply with me...
Despite my earnest efforts to move forward and release all the wishes I've whispered in my prayers regarding him, his presence has a calming effect on me. He brings me happiness. The tension within me dissipates when he's around. I feel alright, more than alright.
He instills a sense of peace in me, which is why I find myself in a state of confusion, wondering if I'm forming judgments about him too hastily.
I can't predict how long I'll be able to manage these feelings I have for him, but I beseech the Lord for understanding and insight.
I pray that he is the person I've always dreamed of. And if he's not, I pray to the Lord that I won't end up feeling yet again the person who let them find their right one. I hope to avoid finding myself in a situation again where I question what's lacking within me. I pray that I won't experience the same sadness again due to a situation I never intended to be a part of. If he isn't the person I believed him to be or doesn't possess the qualities I typically seek, I fervently ask God to shield my heart and grant me the strength to move forward, fueled by the self-love I've cultivated over the years.
I direct my prayers to God, seeking the right person, confident that He comprehends precisely what I'm seeking and who is destined to enter my life.
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UIFY :)
A lot happened in a few months. Progress made, and sometimes it hasn’t occurred to me how possible it was to get to where we are now.
Completely flabbergasted.
I remember those early months when I was praying and wondering if it was all just scenarios I created in the back of my mind and how I wished to get closer to you that I really did not imagine was possible.
But here we are.
We are not strangers anymore when crossing paths on any day at any time.
There were (already) subtle, playful moments that made me roll my eyes but smirking underneath the mask.
Those inside jokes that only we could understand.
Those remarks I made in jest, and it really surprised me how you still remember even how many months have passed,
It still stunned me up to this day how many times I caught you were already looking at me.
And sometimes, the idea of meeting you unexpectedly in an unexpected place makes me nervous, but once you appear, you make those pounding in my chest disappear, replaced by peace and calmness.
And a lot more small moments that make me smile unknowingly in the midst of the hustle and bustle of a day.
I pray I get to learn more about you. Your flaws, pet peeves, favorites, or whatever that makes you, YOU.
You make me happy now, and I hope I make you happy, too.
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2022: EPIPHANY
Isaiah 60:22: When the time is right, I, the Lord, will make it happen.
This has been my bible verse of 2022, and, indeed when the time is right, the Lord made it happen.
This year has been full of surprises and plot twists that probably the version of me this time last year won’t be able to believe and comprehend what has happened. It was as if it was just a thought or an idea for the plot of a self-help book. If I’d get to meet my December 2021 & January 2022 self, I am sure they are crying a river right now and I would tell them that I am proud of them that despite us being so indecisive, having doubts and fears about whether to push through a decision we do not even have a clue if it is the right thing to do I am glad that for once, we were able to have conviction and listened to what our heart desires.
Before 2022 entered, I remember that all I ever thought about was leaving my current job. The job that I truly enjoyed because of the people I met that inspired me the most during 2021. It was a tough decision to make because regardless of how many plans I had in mind, they weren’t solid enough yet. I did not know whether I’d be successful in whatever endeavor I had wished and prayed for. One thing’s for sure; I would be unemployed once I left my job.
When January 2022 came, I dared to resign even though it was with such a heavy heart, but I had to listen and follow what I felt from the bottom of my heart. I just told myself that I’d create my agency, focus on my business, find time to be back to the industry I was once part of or go and study abroad. I have lots of options, but that would take so much work, money, and faith and what I only have is courage, hard work, and faith. As for the money, well, I can say that there lies an optimistic part of me that whenever I do not have something or lack in any aspect, I just know that I can do it and I can save for it. All I know is no matter how blurry the outcome is, I will always find ways, and that kind of mindset helped me so much throughout the year.
When I left, I thought it wasn’t a great thing to do to start the year. After a week, I was diagnosed, and all of a sudden, I had to undergo an operation. REAL QUICK.
After 2 weeks, an opportunity from an airline called unexpectedly. I felt like when I reminisced about this scenario, I’d vividly remember everything. This story is worth being in a TED talk if we’re going to talk about the Isaiah 60:22 verse.
Then, months had turned in and I heard nothing from the company. A lot of opportunities came, but I got rejected. And by viewing it from my current perspective, they weren’t rejections. They were more redirection and cooling my heels so I would have the energy to appreciate everything I am about to receive once I am ready to meet the biggest plot twist of 2022.
January to May 30th was truly a heartbreaking and humbling moment for me. But the second half? Oh… the twist of events.
I got accepted to the first airline contacted me! They asked me if I am still interested in continuing my application with them and I was able to earn my wings again in a new home in the sky. I have always prayed to be back to flying but never expected that I would be able to get in this year because I know the competition and the demand was tough, and there were a lot of aspirants that also truly deserved a spot. And I guess, I was one of them, and I am immensely grateful.
All the beautiful things, even the sad parts were because of the day I joined them. The best part of this year rooted from my new workplace. I have experienced and encountered a lot of things that were a FIRST for me. I met lots of people and made new friends along the way that I hope could be lifelong friends. Because of my new job, I was able to spoil and help my family and myself.
I remember before receiving the great news, I have already surrendered everything to God. I have almost given up and am ready to pursue another field because I felt like maybe I wasn’t meant to be in the aviation industry anymore and I had to find my place in another, but again, God, will make it happen when the time is right. And it was the perfect time of all.
Everything felt right.
Nothing felt forced.
Everything is in place.
No anxieties, no overthinking, no doubts.
Everything felt easy because it was meant for me, perhaps.
Definitely it’s true when something is meant for you there is a Godly peace.
And my greatest takeaway for 2022 is to have faith. Always believe in what you prayed for, and when you achieve it, continue praying and thanking Him.
BE KIND.
BE PRESENT IN THE NOW.
Give back as much as possible.
Do good things without expecting anything in return.
Don’t force things that do not feel right.
Fake it ‘til you make it.
Embrace EACH day regardless.
BE GRATEFUL.
2022, thank you for the memories.
2023, I am looking forward to meeting you.
I hope you will also be a great year.
xoxo,
QNPL
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We are so close to 2023...
If 2022 is a bible verse, it would be Isiah 60:22.
2022 you were something else! I am incredibly grateful for everything that has happened this year that I am having a hard time putting everything into words right now. I made it a habit to make a full write-up at the end of the year annually to run down special events (even those non-special moments) occurred.
Right now, I am just in awe because this year was full of plot twists than the previous years. Hopefully, I'd find a day that I will be able to sit down, write and digest fully everything. I defo will find time to do it. :)
To make this short for a while, I am immensely grateful this 2022.
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Glistened
Been awhile…
And you know the drill when I write something here. It’s probably something very eventful, a remarkable moment I had in a while worth remembering in the years ahead.
Well, it’s true. And it definitely will go for the books.
This time last month, I was in a spot where everything beyond my imagination happened, thus, leaving a beautiful mark in my mind.
Remember how we were very invested in every story of romance novels we had read? I think I now agree when they say it’s even better in reality. Never in my dreams (and expectations) thought someone and some things would happen in that whole journey.
Before I met this person, I had heard words about him, positive ones yet enough to make me nervous and tense. I already had this set of expectations meeting him, so I prepared myself days prior. Surprisingly, all that uneasiness faded.
He made me conscious at first with his beautiful face and those smiles. THOSE SMILES plastered at the back of my head, hard enough to get rid of my mind. His body built, shoulders, and those biceps that I rather not talk about because I felt like I was becoming so obvious how lightly drowned I was to him. LOL. I could barely make eye contact because I thought he knew how much power his eyes could hold. sigh
Above all, he’s smart, and the way he speaks… was very admirable. And definitely, the reasons why I unconsciously felt infatuated the moment he conversed with me.
As much as I like to describe every little detail that happened, I would rather not because I am sure that years will pass by, I will still remember them [hopefully] because he was the first one who made me feel, maybe I was interesting.
He was the first person to ask questions that usually no one bothered to ask before, for I was so used to being just a listener.
He was, of all the people I met, the first one to ask me what books I was into.
He was the first person I comfortably spoke to about my aspirations and how I perceive life without feeling judged, even when we just met.
He was the first man that enlightened me about things I still do not know about without making me feel dumb.
He was the first man that made me not feel butterflies in my stomach, yet, the calmness and peace I felt when he was around me screamed the loudest and embraced me tightly.
I will not discuss every point we talked about, but rather talk about how I remember the random questions he asked with his arms crossed over his chest, and when I answered him with a joke, he would tilt his head back and laugh, freeing the arms.
I will not talk about the compliments, but I will remember how his eyes lit up when I told him I would believe him. And how random it was when he complimented me when I was in the middle of doing my duties.
I may not remember the exact time our skin and arms caressed, but I remember how the time stopped when you put your hands on my shoulders and how I smiled underneath my mask, hoping I did not make it seem obvious that my heart flattered.
I recall how you suddenly told me that you were not able to ask questions about this "certain topic" that I previously mentioned to you. To me, surprisingly, you have remembered. :)
I may not share all the questions we asked each other, but I remember how you stopped reading and hid your kindle on your side, crossed your arms, and slightly leaned towards me to listen about my views in life, how you kept making fake scenarios and proposals that made me laugh, the unsolicited advice that will help me perhaps my days… life better.
I may not remember how short the time I rested before that duty, but I will remember how I did not feel tired at all that day.
I may not remember the things running through my mind during THAT moment, but I will remember for years that you were the first man to ask me THAT QUESTION that made me not put up for a better answer because I was not expecting it to come.
I hope if the multiverse is real, my other self responds, “yes.”
“How the stars stole the night away,"
I felt it in my spirits.
I remember how the air felt right on my skin and how dark the night was outside, yet the lights glistened peacefully, exactly how I felt with our first encounter just in the middle of September.
And when it ended, there was a portion in my heart that if it were to happen again, I probably would willingly try to open my heart for the first time.
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2022 :)
Sometimes the destination will be blurry, and it could take - up to zero visibility. But a destination is a destination.
Our vision might feel uncertain about the path we are taking, for we can’t fully grasp and see the horizon just yet, but with patience, hope, and faith, one day we’d have a full glimpse of it, and it’d be the most beautiful sight ever.
One day, we’d thank ourselves for being patient. Hang in there. 🛫 #Feeling2022
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“Allow your fears to have voice, but never let it drive your decisions.”
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Random thoughts :)
It really amazes me how a person with just their presence or the thought of them can brighten or make someone's day at random times, especially when they need a reason that they can hold on to keep going.
And they are not even aware of their impact.
It's just such a wonderful thought.
- Q
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