i raised my white flag. i admitted defeat. i came out. I AM A CLOSET ROMANTIC.
yes, chocolates are the ultimate aphrodisiac, i admit that. and i like walking at a full moon night not because i like swimming in the slow-moving sea of sadness, but because i think about walking with someone beside me. and i write love poems better than i do poems on angst. and i like putting ΓΌ after my txt messages. and i like roses. and red things. and heart-shaped holes.
and most of all, tonight i surrendered because a picture is worth about 20 blog posts. here's to the wonderful evening which capped the wonderful first month with bug...
that park in salcedo will always be special. with the white flowers, the trees with christmas lights all year round, the evening joggers, the japanese kids playing badminton all over the place, and bug beside me, that little island within the metro will always be dreams' country within my mind.
and of course, who could forget the word, the gospel truth, the being that made everything in my life all linked up, and all insanely sensible...
lappie. :)
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and bug gifted me with something even more special than multiple orgasms:
it's not goodbye after all. :)
