It has been 12 months since a ‘perfect stranger’ entered into my life, and who knew, from thenceforth, would become the center of my attention.
“You were looking at me like you wanted to stay When I saw you yesterday I’m not wasting your time, I’m not playing no games I see you
Who knows the secret tomorrow will hold? We don’t really need to know…”
To the guy who steals quick-secretly-glances each and every time he passes by the reception area, to the guy who throws serious-mad look at me, which I always find s-e-x-y, to this self-effacing guy whom I assumed to be ‘Mr. Sungit, ‘all-knowing’, ‘with high-standards’, and all.
Here’s to the guy who’s always been humble, always been reserved, always been selfless, always been fair, caring, understanding, God-fearing and loving, to you ‘my perfect stranger’ forgive me as I couldn’t bring myself to decipher and describe how good of a person you are.
Here’s to the guy, who, exactly a year ago lifted me up, changed my perception, encouraged me to be a better person and just gave meaning to everything.
Let’s not also forget how my mom endears you beyond measures. (para kang nanalo sa lotto, brad 😀 )
Truly, the past 12 months have been an eventful year. From all the heart-wrenching, nerve-wracking, mind-boggling, never-ending discoveries and experiences we’ve shared, a heap of thanks, my love.
And recently, after you bringing me home, and allowing me to fully barge into your life, all my worries and what-ifs were put to rest. I would boastfully say, you are a gift from above, a heaven-sent.
I’ll be ending this note with a smile all puckered into my siopao face and a tear peeping around my eyes.
My love, you were, are, and always will be my ‘perfect stranger’.