“Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.”
Bakit nga ba napakahirap at minsan napakailap ng happiness sa ilan? Habang patuloy na umuusad ang araw, mas madami pa akong natututunan tungkol sa kanya. About her past na sobrang nagpalungkot sa akin. Ang taong pinahahalagahan ko ng sobra at minamahal ng palihim ay sinayang at sinaktan ng taong pinili nyang mahalin.
Pisikal. Sinong lalaki na nasa matinong pag iisip ang makakagawa ng ganong karumal dumal na bagay? Babae un eh, hindi punching bag. Babae na binigay ng Dyos upang mahalin, ipagtanggol at ingatan. Hindi para pagbuhatan ng kamay. Pero bakit ganun?
Sa kabuuan ng kanyang kwento tila balewala sa kanya yun at sya pa mismo ang nagmamakaawa na balikan sya at wag iwan. WTF! Some people are really masochist. Well, atleast she overcame that ordeal. But it evidently left a scar on her soul because of that poor excuse for a man. That disgusting creature. Sarap tubuhin sa bumbunan eh.
Anyway, as I said a while ago, sometimes happiness is elusive to some. Really, how does a masochist seek happiness?
Everytime I see her I get amazed and confused that such a stunningly beautiful angel and a fierce warrior can co-exist in a single body. Tuwing magkausap kami, at magpapacute sya, kahit na naiinis ako, I get lost for words. As if there are no words ever invented yet to describe this overwhelming feeling that devours my entire body and soul. She’s really something.
But I also had my share of her fierceness. Last night, I was horrified. Ganon ba yun? Walang label, pero sya pwede magselos. Ako hindi. We had a minor understanding that lead one thing to another. Oh cut me some slack! It even came to a point where she said goodbye. And it all came crumbling down. I was appalled that such a small thing can lead to a horrendous ending. But I will not be taken aback or surrender to her easily. Yun ang gusto nya eh, ung matigas at matapang at yung tipong mejo bad boy. And that is exactly what she will get. Marespeto akong tao yan ang palagi ko sinasabi sa kanya, pero di ako santo. Kaya tignan natin kung sino ang unang susuko sa trip nya.
Of all the people I met, she’s actually the hardest to read. It was as if I was under her spell instead of her being in mine.
Everytime she calls my name I can’t help but twitch a bit. Kailangan talaga buong buo ang tawag sa pangalan ko?! Even if I repeatedly asked her to call me Ron or Nell as most people do, my pleads seem to fall on deaf ears. Ewan ko ba bakit tuwang tuwa sya sa pangalan ko. Pero may mga times na she’s really into a playful mood. Babae nga nman.
We have had a number of terms of endearment din nman. It started with Buddy, then became Bi short for “Habibi”, then now for some unknown but cute reason, she started calling me Daddy. So in turn I started calling her Mommy, I don’t have a choice di ba? But i find it cute and very malambing din naman. So I think I’ll stick to that. Hopefully sya din. I remember yesterday she sent me a couple of her photos with a caption “Ikaw ang dahilan ng paglapad ng mukha ko at ng mga eyebags ko”. How sweeter can it get?! Made me smile from ear to ear.
She’s undeniably, stunningly beautiful. Made one of her picture as my phone’s wallpaper one time pero I’m having difficulties concentrating sa work since I can’t help myself from staring at her. Kaya wala akong matapos tapos so I decided it was not a good idea after all. Nyawa…
As hard as I try sometimes, I really cannot fathom how her mind works. Sabagay all women are like that. Sya at papasok na ako sa work. Everyday pala pinababaunan nya ako before I go for work. Kisses, kasi sabi ko yun ang baon na kailangan ko to start my day right. So every morning before I go, she never forgets to give my “baon”.