Me: Wala rato kai.. 'Wala ko kabalo nga romantic diay ka'
You: Aah. Hehe.
Me: Grabe naa diay ka ingana nga side pud diay? Anyway tulog sa ko.. Abay ta tulog hehe yaw lang hagok
You: Hoy di pud intawon ko ga hagok matulog... hehe.
Me: Nyt nyt sir :-*
You: Nyt nyt pud :-*
Me: Hehehe. :-*
You: Tawag ko nimo unya
Me: Ha? Uhmm sige² morning pa raba ko later
You: Kadali lang lage
Me: Okey di paman ko tanto katulgon
1 hour later..
Me: Uy mag tawag paka?
You: Uu mgtawag ko naa lang koy ihatod
Carlo: Kinsa na? Si Grace?
Me: Ah okey² naa raba unta koy i ingon sa imo pero unya na lang :) hehehe
You: Ah ok tawag lang ko unya pag abot sa balay ayaw sa tulog ha?
Me: Okey :)
...
The nostalgia behind this conversation is addictive. It reminds me of our humble beginnings, still fresh and it seems new to me. Our SMS messages were on a fast drip. No drop missed a second. Back then, our talks were already long. Even my eyes smiled every time I received your messages. It was exciting. The feeling was like winning a lottery! My heart skipped a beat. Before we even exchanged numbers, I was so curious about that guy behind those shiny spectacles, behind those broad shoulders and strong arms.. behind your sweetest smile. Oh that smile that swept me away.. And now, 5 months later, the feeling is still exactly the same. Nothing changed. ♥
