Where shall I
start then? Oh, yes it was like early March last year of 2011 when I was so down and
felt so alone. Days passing by like breeze in the seas, I just allow myself be
occupied by activities and filled my day with unending dues. With all these
tiring routines, I closed my eyes and whispered a prayer,… How I wish I am with
somebody in every end of the day and hope for another moment to spend just with
him.
For unexpected
circumstances, you came into my life and filled my days not with daily dues yet
with wonderful moments to cherish with and to remember. My days are filled with
butterflies, rainbows and ecstasies. Reality struck me and I woke up one day without
you and so butterflies died, rainbows faded and ecstasies gone.
I have learned
then that being together is not enough without sacrifices; that loving someone
is not always being together yet having each others trust in the face of
sorrows. During those days I've mourned and thirst like a plant seeking for
that pure water. I asked God why He gave you to me and eventually held you back
away from me when all I did was to love you? He answered me in the most vivid
manner, saying loving is not owning someone rather understanding until both of
you acts and think like one.
You came back to
me like an angel sent from heaven and for the last three hundred sixty-five
days of my life I have learned to appreciate the beauty of life and what love
truly means because of you and only you.
I can't find a
words to say how much I love you and how you are so dear to me. If forever is
not enough to spend with you then I will fervently pray to God to grant me
another lifetime to spend just with you so I can express the purest love only
just for you. Thank you so much, I knew to myself that you're heaven sent to me
and for that matter, I will always hold on. So I can just love you for the rest
of my days and the both of us will be together not just in this world. Yes!
especially in our true home… In the Holy City.
Happy first anniversary tart ko!
Eraño de Guzman-Bulosan and Aziel Bambao-Bornalo
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