Twenty-seven

Thursday, January 27, 2011

9:53 PM

My dearest Popol,

I was really excited about today, because I was to meet you at lunch. And I was quite happy I wore what I did: I love looking good for you (I don't know if you've noticed).

I remember walking to Ayala Tower One with a sense of anticipation, hopeful for a glance of appreciation from you when you finally saw me. Hmm, it was not quite as expressive as I had hoped, I would have preferred it if you looked a bit more stunned.=)

But I did thoroughly enjoy walking with you, holding your hand and studying through Ayala Triangle Park on our way to your bank.

I wished we could have stayed there all afternoon, just walking along and enjoying the breeze, staring up at the plants.

I think that we should plan a date there one weekend, and we can just sit around, stare into each others' eyes, and while the afternoon away in each other's company. I think I could be quite content just looking at you and talking to you endlessly. I look forward to being able to lose myself in your arms and not even realise that the world is passing us by.

I know that must sound unreal to you, but that is how I feel sometimes, when I'm with you, as though I can suspend reality and exist with only you, next to me, holding my hand, indefinitely...