*** I live my life in chapters. Each has its utmost inimitability. And just like any book, this is one of my favorite pages - written in response to his post My Angina Girl.*** The ethereal sky was such a spectacle to set eyes on. And I had to tug his arm and point out to the cloudless, pitch-black expanse that was flooded with twinkling orbs, creating a certain celestial symphony before two alcohol-sozzled individuals.
They look like fireflies hovering unambiguously above us, I whispered.
He nodded and gazed at the magnified, crescent-shaped moon, with its luminescence radiated at the almost-lethargic me. Just like what I wrote, he replied and kissed my cheek as he took my hand that snugly fit on his. He slowly twirled his finger at the center of my palm. Susss... I retorted, gave him a smirk and scoffed. He just chuckled back.
Tease me, I mumbled and raised my brows, struggling not to gurgle back.
We were far from the hurly-burly of the city, and the sound of the tranquil, serene waves and chirping crickets were the only ones that jangled our senses. Yet I had to pinch him, just so I could make sure that he wasn't a fragment of my imagination, nor did I have delusions and hallucinations that the wine we drank might probably have induced. That he was really with me, and I was really with him.
And we were there, seated at the sand-covered stone steps - together, finally. He gently caressed my arm, making sure I was warm amidst the cold sea breeze that brushed our cheeks.
Indeed, that was the highest point in my life.
So how does one write about it, anyway? Even though I often chase words and put them into paper, truly, emotions at is purest form are the most inexplicable. But we were there. Really there. He was with me. And I love him more than love itself. My firefly catcher. My lil king. The lad who made me look at sunsets on another angle. The one who painted the clouds emerald, the sky lavender, orange and cyian. His name is Ryan.
nota bene: belated happy 525,600 minutes... je t'aime... for the risks and sacrifices you have done for me, I am indeed blessed. To those who surmise on the title PAGE 150, it's for me to know and for you to find out.
mirrored @: Monologues of the Mentally-Misbegotten
25 comments:
aawwee.. *tssupp*
page 150 jud noh? hehe... you know what i mean...
c ate jae ra guro makasabot sa hidden meaning behind the title.
:p
This will always remind me of those rare times when I repaid the world a favor by making people truly happy. Thank you for the opportunity.
Ry, wrong kinda clue. Haven't read the book yet. :p But I now know why. ;)
Let's make it happen again, Kends. And we will. :)
Keep holding on. Have so much faith in you two.
As always,
Your #1 fan
wow.. what an improved blog since i last saw it! keep it up!
u really write well. and for that, my admiration.
miss reading you. busy with a lot of stuff. I wanted to write something but i just can't. and I must not
don't u think it's pathetic? it is really sad.
romantic, beautiful...
God bless you both! :)
@ team firefly: never ever trust ryan on something that has to do with memories. thanks ate for that wonderful gift. i'll never forget it.
@ majuro: ei... thanks. never thought ever did visit my blog before. hehe. saw you in school lately. congrats pala. :)
@ bananas: ayyyyy... why man? *hugs bananas* ok lang yan...
@ kuya dante: hehe.. thanks kuya, as always. :)
ang lupet naman dedication mo kay ryan, napakaswerteng nilalang.
it's quite amazing how you two get along. and i can see that both of you can surpass stormy weathers beyond climate zones.
kendi my dear, i salute you. i have always looked up to you on how you stand up on things that even i cannot dare to step on. and you have amazed me eventhough your barely-beating heart was badly bruised, and how many times you have bolted your doors and did that "when the going gets tough, you got going" mode, you learned to love again. and you, most importantly have trusted someone. again.
to ryan the rockstar, thank you. for basically making her smile beyond stupid, cephalgic, happy-happy-happy, and blue-gray days.
and to the one who hasn't moved on yet... GET A GRIP, rebound girl. does it hurt sooooooooooo bad?
*evil laugh*
Beautifully-written, Kends. As always. :)
i envy you.
for both finding superpowers in a string of words.
now, i kinda want my rockstar to start writing.lol
wows, ang galing. i like how you jampacked all the emotions (in their full sensorial capacity), like ko rin ang brevity.
ngayon, curious ako, ganito ka rin kaya ka-short at ka-inspired magsulat when in praning mode?
hehe.
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhh!!!!!
kilig mi!
naay nasuya kendz?
hahaha!
@ iskoo: napakaswerte nga ba? hehe
@ fairy godfather: to much extent, i wanna recall who you are in my life. gee... who are you? but hey, thanks for that loooooong comment. :)
@ julie: salamat... galing mo rin eh! :)
@ aryanism: i envy you too... weho ra ta ate! :)
@ jun: reply posted at you blog. i don't wanna spill my eccentricities here at the comments section, gusto ko limelight. hehe... salamat pare ha... galing mo rin. :)
@ zeta-f 2nd gen: ambot ana... hahaha!
wahihihi...
gikilig ko girl...
girl... ang *chinese mumblings* asa na? hahaha
kung hei fat choi!
angpao huei lai!
There must be something important and memorable on page 150. God bless both of you!
Btw, I've read all novels of erich segal except, Man woman and child. Pinaka favorite nako ang The Class and Acts of Faith.
@ lazarus: yes, you might wanna check on every 150th page of any book to find out what i was referring to in this post. hehe. twas very memorable.
i had tachycardia reading ACTS OF FAITH. that's the only book i've read that he wrote. i have a hard time looking for copies of his other published works, specifically LOVESTORY and THE DOCTORS. but i'm planning to buy @ ebay.
Gee... i love erich segal... as in... thanks for dropping by...
hay...
how nice to hear such words from a person who loves and is loved...
it makes us believe that true love still exists in this crazy, selfish and misleading world.
enjoy every second kendz, you certainly deserve it!
@ chester: thanks for that heartwarming comment. Love you Che!
:)
cge d ko magsaba! suya ko sa inyong HHWW sa seashore da. wa pa ko suway ana kendz. hehehe.. og karon nana koy hint kng mag-unsa ka kng d ka magnurse. i'll be ur second fan next to ry of course...:-)
@ anne: yey! thank you! hehehe... naa nakay hint? good hypothesis.
try it with tantan, on the bamboo raft pud inyo aron unique. hehe. naa pa ba na sa cordova?
Hehe. Thank you, Kends.
Keep writing! :)
"all who love is in pursuit of the whole" -plato
guess am lookin at two wholes...keep it up! :-)
beautifully written by the way
i'm guessing that it has to be a page from The Alchemist.
this poignant entry reminds me so much of shakespeare's sonnet 116.
link ta ka ha.
@ brennan mercado:the 150th page i was referring to isn't from the alchemist. something better than that actually. what happened on that particular page in the book somehow greatly resembles what has happened to us during that time.
thanks bren for the comment... yeah, do link up. ;)
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