I want to stay in a place for years. I want to call it “home”. I want to say, it’s where I belong. It might not be a geographical location, but maybe a heart of a person whom I will love forever. Who could it be? I’ve been waiting for 27 years. I will be here or maybe there still sojourning until I see you face to face. Until then, my love. I will be waiting.
Words from the very mouth of her family brought bruises, wounds and even scars in her heart. She was hurt and mad all at the same time. It seemed no one is there to support and understand her. She can’t cry or curse, she can’t express her feelings but when a person hugged her, she started crying. And as she was being hugged, words of affirmation came out from the mouth of the other person. She said, “You are beautiful. Whether they appreciate it or not, you are still beautiful. You are valuable. Your worth is not measured on how you perform or how you do things, you are simply valuable. Just like a thousand peso bill, whether they crumple you, or step on you, your worth will never decrease. You are loved. There are people who believe in you, who are willing to fight for you and sacrifice for you. We are still here.” The other person held her face and said, “Always remember that. Don’t ever forget.” Even though tears are not stopping yet from flowing, she smiled.
He surprisingly pulled her to him and slowly danced her. And as they dance, he sang her favorite song.
“Lovely… Never, never change
Keep that breathless charm
Won’t you please arrange it? ‘Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight.”
(The Way You Look Tonight, Michael Buble)
They hugged each other for a minute or two, enjoying their little moment. “Happiest birthday, dear.” He whispered softly in her ears. She smiled at his little surprise. She knew this day will never be forgotten.
I missed him so much. I missed seeing him in the morning, cooking our favorite breakfast. I missed sitting beside him in the afternoon while watching a TV series. I missed taking pictures with him and see him smile. I missed lying beside him, doing nothing. I missed talking to him at night about anything and everything. I missed sleeping beside him, while hugging him so tight. I missed his gestures, facial expressions, hugs, and kisses. I missed everything about him. I want him back. I just don’t know how to retrieve him from the soil. I loved and will always love him until the end of time.