Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes.
We actually found time to see each other again. I feel very whee–like I just swallowed a lightbulb.
There are five things I want to say about us and today: First of all, we are a perfect match because we’re total dorks. Second, we are a perfect match because all we ever do is eat and go to bookstores–and today, we actually went to all the bookstores in Greenbelt and Glorietta, which is a feat in itself. Third, I am a happy banana that I get to communicate and be around Alvin because’s he’s a lot like an ongoing supernova: stellar, exploding with light, never stopping. Fourth, I can’t believe we saw each other again; two weeks is at least ten days too long to be apart, and yet we somehow work out that way. Fifth, and the last thing I want to say is: love isn’t dead. It just isn’t.
In truth (prelude forever eh), I’ve had full streaks of days filled with doubt if we were ever going to work this out. He has school until October this year, while I am working basically ten, twenty minutes from where I live. Distance can tear people apart sometimes. Distance could have torn us apart, but somehow the distance makes it work. Right now, us living two hours away of each other lets us grow as individuals and grow together, whichever we please. I’m not anchoring or making my world revolve around his wants, and neither does he. We’re still two separate persons and we simply work better together, which is a lesson I learned about falling in love for quite sometime. The distance makes us work, and–this may sound cheesy, but our love makes it past the distance. I just does.
We spent the day gift-shopping, bookstore-hopping, and basically dating our butts off. It was fun. :) I took him to Papertrail(!) and stuff. Long story short, I am a happy, jittery, excited banana–which explains why I am typing this at the ungodly time of 226am.
Love isn’t dead.
I bought the stickies from Papertrail (I am telling you right now, this will be cause of death of my baby paycheck), and then Alvin got me chocolates for Valentine’s Day, which is odd, because last time I remembered we don’t celebrate that thing. I simply perceive it as: I do not need Valentine’s Day because everyday is Alvin’s display of love, so going the extra mile is waaay too much. Still, I’m not one to reject chocolates; they’re yumyums, no matter what occasion it may be. :)
