Unopened Letters to the World

 

Dreaming Out Loud (for Co-hopeless romantics out there)

It marked their 365 days since that special day he asked her to be his girl and finally start the remake of new memories. She knew he had work all day, but what she didn’t know was that he was busy pretending to be at work all day, just to make sure everything went smooth for their special day. That way, she expected nothing, while he’s giving everything - ‘cause for once, he chose to leave work behind, for this important date.

She was innocently accompanying her mom to do errands, and this was actually part of his plan. She got home around 5pm, with a bit of sadness as she was celebrating that day alone. She understood, but she can’t help but wish otherwise. She was ready to crash in bed, but the moment she opened her door, she was caught by surprise to see a beautiful black cocktail dress waiting for her, with the perfect silver shoes to pair it up. With a rose and a note beside it, she was too shaky to even register everything. When she was ready to cry, she carefully opened the note, 

“To My Princess: who said i’ll let this special day pass without anything? Dress up tonight, My Love. be ready by 7 :) A car will pick you up and bring you to me.. can’t wait to see you :)”

Her mom was by the door, smiling at her. She couldn’t hold back her tears, that her mom just hugged her and said, “you enjoy tonight” and for once, she just let her off. I guess she also knew about this, she thought. Her giddy-nervous anticipation got her all dressed up and ready as early as 630pm. She was trying to hold out her excitement, as she didn’t want to expect much. A driver came to pick her up, with a bouquet of her favorite Stargazers waiting in her seat. As though the flowers were smiling at her, she found another note - just the flowers and all these preparations already overwhelmed her. She couldn’t help but think what else could happen tonight?

“You look beautiful, my darling. No, I don’t need to see you to say that. Here’s a dozen of your favorite Stargazers, as a thank you for each month that you stood by me, loving me, and being everything to me. You are my favorite girl, did you know that? :3” ..after reading this note, she couldn’t help but smile to herself. Tears were forming but she had to hold it -no, she said to herself, my make-up will be useless if I cry.

She got down to a red carpet with a bellboy asking for her, and leading her up. What a strange venue, she thought to herself. These are just buildings! But ohwell, we’ll see how this goes. With these thoughts, she blindly followed the bellboy and took the elevator to the penthouse. The moment she stepped out, she could barely hold her breath - candles, rose petals, and the citylights view! She followed the trail of roses, which of course led her to him. He was there, in the most perfect tux, with his hand ready to take her for a dance. She has always been wanting a dance with him, but he wasn’t a dancer and he was too shy to show her his twisted moves. But today was different. He prepared, he wanted everything that she had always dreamt of. And it was nothing short of it, but even more that she could imagine.

“And I wanna know if I could live inside your world..”
It was one of her favorite senti songs, and as they danced together with arms wrapped around each other, they melted in each other’s stare and couldn’t help but smile at how surreal everything is. They were dancing literally in the middle of a bed of roses, with candles all over. Next minute, as she lay by his chest and savored the moment with her favorite song and favorite boy, he said, “hey hun, look out..” - to her surprise of all the surprises (if that’s even possible), 12 sky lanterns were circling the sky as they stood around. And he whispered, “make a wish” ..in that moment, she could barely wish for anything anymore, she’s got everything in her arms. 

Despite how he’s always feared heights, he chose a penthouse that made them feel as though they’re on top of the world in that moment.. and indeed, he felt no fear, having her in his arms. The night was more than just surreal, and boy, did she know from then on what it felt like to cry out of sheer joy and happiness. They shared their laughs, their picture-perfect year of memories, and endlessly nostalgic stories together as they enjoyed dinner, as prepared by him, of course. They were serenaded, they danced like there’s no tomorrow, they savored each others’ company, they daydreamed, they fooled around like kids.. and unlike the usual, he took care of hiring a photographer for once, so as they could capture all the moments together. 

And of course, as it is uniquely theirs, they continued their month/niversary tradition - saying their own pieces of “Why I love You” to each other. Each month is always new, as they always have new reasons why they love each other. I guess that’s how a long-lasting love is bound to be - you never run out of reasons to fall in love with each other. And that night, was more than just picture-perfect. It was surreal, filled with all the love in the world in one penthouse and 2 people madly in love with each other.

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And someday, one day, hopefully one lucky girl somewhere in this corner of the world out there will live out this dream.

A Love Story

thesagaends:

My husband is an Engineer by profession,
I love him for his steady nature,
and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, four years into marriage,
I would have to admit,
that I am getting tired of it.

The reasons of me loving him before,
has now transformed into the cause of all my
restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings,
I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy.

My husband, is my complete opposite,
his lack of sensitivity,
and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage
has disheartened me about love.


One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.
“Why?” he asked, shocked.
“I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!”
I answered.


He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times.
My feeling of disappointment only increased,
here was a man who can’t even express his predicament,
what else can I hope from him?

And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”
Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess,
I have started losing faith in him.


Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered:
“Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind,


Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?”


He said:” I will give you your answer tomorrow”
My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone,
and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting,
underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…

My dear,
“I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further…”
This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.


“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen,
I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.


You always leave the house keys behind, thus
I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.


You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city,
I have to save my eyes to show you the way.


You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month,
I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.


You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism.
I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.



You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes,
I have to save my eyes so that when WE grow old,
I can help to clip your nails,
and help to remove those annoying white hairs.
So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach,
as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand…
and tell you the color of flowers,

just like the color of the glow on your young face… =)



Thus, my dear,
unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do…
I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. “

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading…


“Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… =)
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread…


Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

That’s life, and love.
When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away,
and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and
dullness.


Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the dullest and boring form… flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life…