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4.19.2011

Come Back Home.

I honestly don’t want being surrounded by lovers now. I get intimidated by them, Not because I don’t have someone whom I can call “mine”, I just don’t want to see anyone in front of me 
holding their hands, making cute faces to each other and definitely, kissing.

I have been with my boyfriend for months now. The chapters took place in a steady manner: we fought, we made up and the cycle goes on... we got even close to breaking up. But in every fight, we learned things, things that mature couple gain knowledge of.  At first I thought I was just attracted to him, to the way he makes me laugh, our long talks, the way he sings to me even when I am aready sleepy :) and the way he surprises me in every way possible. But as I get to be with him, I studied my emotions, and if ever I am just attracted (not inlove) with him, I have to get out of our relationship as soon as possible so that I would not have to hurt him more. I realized that I truly and deeply fell inlove with him from day one.  And I have not been blogging about us for months, and what I regretted is how stupid of me not to blog about the “good parts” and now here I am blaming my lazy-procrastinating-self with this situation.

I don’t know how to start, what to write and how this blog entry will go, I just can’t handle this feeling inside of me that is about to come out.. YES, I just miss him. This happens to me when I don’t get what I want, I rant about it. Maybe because I was raised this way, and I don’t want to wait. Waiting is unnerving. We haven’t been seeing each other for days now because he’s out of town and there’s nothing I can do with it but to wait for him to return. I can’t wait to see his face with a silly smile on it and I want to hear him laugh at how my face looked like after he tease me about almost everything. I miss how he asks me if it is okay if he wear slippers when we have somewhere to go to and how he looks when we already meet. I miss how he would hold my hand and hugs me even in public. I miss how he would react and pretend to laugh when I deliver a joke wrong and how I would punch him in the face after.


And so this blog entry was born :)

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