dear, my richoco boy

Jomardel J. Constantino @thejomable

Dear, my richoco boy

Everybody knows. Everybody knows how you treat me so gently – that connection we radiate from the inner core of our countless possibilities. I am forever grateful of your efforts and understanding, and I will never get tired of saying how you remind me of my mom. Those eyes are so pure and honest, I can actually see that beautiful soul staring at mine.

I never expected that we could be where we are now from the day that I met you. All I know is that we are bound to have good things together. To be with you in this journey of life felt like an honor to me. To have you in my lowest is even greater than that.

Every detail of you I remember makes you, you. There is no denying that you are blackpink’s number one fan as you unlimitedly blasting each of their songs in your car as if there is no tomorrow. The hypnotizing smell of your perfume in my bedroom is my favorite. Oh, and remember that playlist I gave you on your 21st birthday named “dear, my richoco boy”? It’s still on my repeats all day and night, and whenever I miss you. I will also never get tired of being your number one supporter in every basketball game you play. Your iced americano era still amazes me because you still get asleep as we try to stay up all night doing “academics.” Shopping and doing skincare with you on some random nights is one of the most precious things we ever did. And don’t forget how I gave you the honor of naming our betta fish, and you called him “bluetooth.”

Being with you always feels like a sunset in Boracay – the relaxing ray of sun while sitting in a fine white sand. The smell of breeze as it touches my hair, the comfort your presence gives. You’re my home, my one and only oasis. I’ve never felt as real as this. I am looking forward to the next waves to come to the shore, whatever it brings I know I’ll be safe… because I once had you.

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