Do you remember what it feels like when you chance upon something, of which you thought you lost a long time ago? And then when you find it, memories of it keep flooding back? Together with the memories are the surge of emotions that relive your entire being.
I was cleaning my pc files last night and I found this email from my papi. It was a love letter from long ago. I had saved it in a notepad so I could keep it with me.
He wrote it when we were just a few weeks old in our relationship as a couple. It was self-revealing (for him), sweet, honest...and funny. =)
We've been together for a long time. By June, we will be celebrating our 3 years together. I never thought for one moment then that he could last that long with me. But he did and still does. =)
Here's a portion of that love note. Hahay. *love sigh*
Sent: Sunday, July 06, 2003 6:26 PM
i love you. these words are not enough to express how i feel for you. they do not justify the affection that i have toward you. i will stand by you for all the days of our lives. i will be your knight in shining armor however corny that may sound. kakayanin ko. k? i hope makaya mo din ako. let's just keep an open communication and never give up on each other. i will do my best also... na di kita papahirapan. kilala ko sarili ko. and you are right.. some discussions are better done face to face.. para na din may kiss. :-)
i care for you a lot. i respect you and your feelings. if i am being too possessive, please tell me so. but i hope you'd be considerate sa feelings ko din.. thank you for coming into my life. i thank God for you.. i will always be thankful and i promise to take care of you for the rest of my life.. i just hope that i won't die of gingivitis..
through good times and bad times. it will always be you.
Isn't he sweet? =)
About him dying of gingivitis, it was a joke that we had. There was this entry I posted in my blog a long time ago. It was about life span and how one would die. There was this link wherein you would typed in your birthdate and then it would calculate your remaining hours and how your life would end. If I remember it right, it said that I would die either through water or fire; papi through gingivitis. Hehehe. What a shallow way to die. =)