I guess you already had me when we were counting the cranes together. For some reason, it’s a moment I’m quite fond of. Maybe because we were both doing something for the org we’ve grown to love or maybe it’s the shared silence we had, maybe both. Whatever it was I felt then that you’ll be someone I’ll treasure for a long time, maybe even for the rest of my life. It was a thought that I’ve pushed, believing it was only because of the moment but since then I’ve been so drawn to you. It was a feeling I couldn’t understand or maybe because I just refused to accept it. But the hurt was there when I thought you liked someone else and I felt foolish to even think for one second it was still me. That’s why I never thought you’d even ask me on a date before the semester ended.
It was quite a surprise, D. I was also a bit nervous because I wasn’t sure what I was getting into when we were at Pi eating pie (tangina ang sarap). I felt happy and at ease, though. For the first time it felt so easy to be with someone without putting up any facade. I felt excited because it was the first time we ate out together. Who knew we’d be having a lot of those in just a short span?
In just a few months you’ve made me the happiest I’ve ever been. All those times we’ve spent together: eating, drinking, studying, sleeping, or just driving around brought me closer to you. I’ve grown to love you more with each passing day and it’s a privilege you’ve given me, D. I’ve never been so sure about anyone else. I remember the things we’ve done, the things we’ve been through and I feel blessed because I had you. I look forward to the future with you and the more time we spend together, the future without you in it is a though I can’t bear. I know it’s only been a few months but I know it’s you I want to waste time with.
I promise to love you more every day, D. I promise to fight for it each day that we’re together. And I promise to give you half of the pizza all the time.
I’ll always love you, through hell and high water, D.
“He wanted to talk about the sea - he might have said something like this: “It was the sea that made me begin thinking secretly about love more than anything else; you know, a love worth dying for, or a love that consumes you. To a man locked up in a steel ship all the time, the sea is too much like a woman. Things like her lulls and storms, or her caprice, or the beauty of her breast reflecting the setting sun, are all obvious. More than that, you’re in a ship that mounts the sea and rides her and yet is constantly denied her. It’s the old saw about miles and miles of lovely water and you can’t quench your thirst. Nature surrounds a sailor with all these elements so like a woman and yet he is kept as far as a man can be from her warm, living body. That’s where the problem begins, right there - I’m sure of it.”—