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Timeless

Daniel Joshua T. Taligatos @Dan_joshh

Beginnings

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- usually come with a surge of adrenaline rush, giving way to new experiences. Then the truth sets in, fatigue, faith falters, and hope wanes.

June 12, 2010

It was 8:00 in the morning (sigh), ”new faces ” I said to myself as I entered the crowded room. I sat near a guy sipping his coffee. I gazed at the monitor “SHS Orientation 8:00 am-10:00 am” and then skimmed everyone’s faces; someone caught my attention.

Your hair is as dark as the night sky and your lips as red as roses; your lovely smile fits your beautiful face perfectly. It was love at first sight; my heart beats as fast as it could. Out of all the questions in my mind and all the confusion, you stole my heart.

October 17, 2018

Love is faithful; waiting is a process. Time flies very fast; it’s been eight years since we met; we move forward as we overcome all the obstacles around us.

It was on this date when I asked you for a simple dinner date at our favorite Pares restaurant. I kept it simple so you wouldn’t have a clue. We are talking about how we used to compete academically during our high school days and how that loud “Hi 5” brings us closer together. Remember when I asked you if you still remember the letters I used to slip inside your locker? You smile sweetly indicating that you do remember. Afterwards, I asked you to take pictures of me; it was just an excuse so you wouldn’t see me signaling one of the staff. As you get your phone I look at the cashier and nod.

The light goes off; a romantic piano starts to play, echoing throughout the room. As the light slowly illuminates the room, it casts my shadow kneeling. I sang “Lavi ’en Rose” to you that night. You got shocked and jumped when I pulled the ring out of my pocket, and we froze for a moment. I inhaled deeply as I finalized my thoughts, “After all these praying and waiting, since the first day I met you I know that you’re the one that I want, and these 8 years of the process made me realize that you’re the one that I need. You’re the one whom I want to spend my life with. I love you… will you marry me?” You started crying and slapped me hard because you thought it was just a simple date night. We both laugh; you look at me and smile genuinely. As you let go of those words, I know I am the most blessed man in the world.

May 17, 2020

It was 2:20 or 3:00 in the morning; I know I’m getting older but I realized that I can be a car racer; I was shouting and screaming like a little girl as I pushed the hazard button. I can still feel the way you pulled my hair as you told me to shut up and drive.

My heart’s a drumroll playing Jazz full of emotions. Watching you in pain crushed my heart; I hold your hand praying that I can absorb your pain.

“I’s a baby girl!” said the doctor

I look at you holding our little Princess; I didn’t see the pain in your eyes. I saw genuine happiness and pure love.

December 17, 2038

A heavy downpour of rain echoed our evening. The walls are silent. I look at you and smile, yet sad and painful tears fall down my chin slowly. I rushed out of our bed. I locked myself inside the car and cried my eyes out. I thought you didn’t notice, but there you were knocking at the windshield gesturing to let you in.

As I opened the door you rushed in and slapped both sides of my face. “Don’t solo your problems dear, we are partners!” She hugs me tight, looks me in the eyes, kisses me on the forehead, and whispers, “I’m always here for you.” Thank you, God, for giving me this perfect wife. I look at you with seriousness; then out of nowhere you just made that silly yet pretty facial expression, and we both laugh hysterically; I know what a weird couple, right?

You lifted my arm, wrapped it around you, and asked me if I can tell you a story. I read you the email my doctor sent me; I have stage 3 cancer. You push

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