Andenophilia

"I am just contented with the simple things she do."

Seeing her in a photograph makes me blush, and when I met her personally, she just made me blah blah blah blah blah (i can't really put it in words =p). She waved at me, then she smiled. That was enough to make me melt inside out. I talked to her like there was no tomorrow. I told her stupid things. I told her anything that i could think of. Actually, I don't remember anything I told her. I just remember the mesmerized feeling of being in her presence. And if her voice was an audio file, I would most likely play it on repeat and on the maximum volume. Clearly, she was out of any criteria I could think of.

With an unclear intention and a half-sober brain, I was calling her on her cellphone. It was just for hearing her voice again and convincing myself that what happened was never a dream nor a pigment of my imaginative mind. And every time that I got the chance to talk to her, I can't seem to find anything else to think about. I seemed to have lost my perception of time. And every time she hung up, she takes me back to this hypnotic trance that make me say blah blah blah blah.

There came a time that things got rough for me. At that time, she was one those few individuals whom I talked to. I was surprised because I was telling her the whole story. The pain. The wrath. The suffering. The sadness. But I was surprised even more when I realized that she was listening to me. I thought that, in her perspective, I was just an acquaintance and almost a friend. She showed me the kind of care and kindness that I needed. And by innocent confirmation of the fact that I was indeed her friend, she made me feel better.

I asked her out and she agreed. We met at one of the most panoramic places in Manila: Intramuros =). She was there with a friend, but nevertheless, she came. It was just a friendly date. We had a walk. We had a talk. And we had kwek-kwek and Float(yummy). Sadly, the date had to end and we had to go on our separate ways on the station. But I insisted to be with her as long as possible, and then again, she let me. She said goodbye but the smile on my face was with me on my way home. Every thing was just ordinary except the lady that I'm with was the most extraordinary I have ever known. For the record, it felt great.

It really did not occur to me when I exactly fell for her but what I know is that I wont stop... even if we are just friends. Just friends.

"Smile! Everything gets a lot better after that." >=)