'Twas our 2nd monthsary, the celebration was just simple- we spent time in our favorite place and i gave him a talking pocket stuffed toy. We walked under the lovers' moon, and we have allowed the night to pass us by. I watched him sleep, and my heart swelled with love just feeling his peacefulness. My Love.
During the semestral break of third year, we were so worried waiting for our grades to be released. While at home, he came knocking at my doorstep wearing that big smile that I fell for, "I passed NCM202", he exclaimed. It was a perfect moment for celebration until another announcement came. There was a mistake! He came to me afternoon the following day with his tears held back. I wonder. The moment I opened the door, he hugged me tight and cried out loud. Words failed him but I knew something is wrong. He just cried in my shoulder sobbing like a baby and needing for my hug and comfort. It was only moments after when he had the strength to tell me that he is afraid of disappointing his family that he failed his major subject (NCM202).
We spent the entire day together- just a day before his Psychiatric Affiliation in Davao City. Unknowingly, the travel to Davao was moved 2 hours earlier, so he missed the chartered bus. He is almost in tears but I stood by him and maintained my composure. I accompanied him althroughout that I missed my classes on that day. I can feel his tension during the bus ride. There were little conversations, and I can sense his fear of being sanctioned or worse failing that course. We arrived in DMC just in time for the orientation. We parted ways, and I bid him good luck and wishing him to have fun in his affiliation. The moment I stepped out from DMC, fear crept inside me. My strength. Few hours ago, I was in CDO (my hometown) and now I am in entirely different city. Feeling estranged, I immediately went back to the bus terminal and found my bus back home. I travelled back home feeling alone, cold and hungry. I already lost my composure as tears fell down my cheeks- 'twas my first time travelling alone.
On my 20th birthday, he gave me a birthday card- the very first card he gave me. It made me happy.
After 4 years of hard work, I earned my BSNursing degree. Feeling so exuberant though I was not feeling well during the graduation rites, but he was there with me. My inspiration. Soon, it was his turn to graduate. I stood by him, and feeling proud for his accomplishment. I passed the Nurse Licensure Examination and now I am a Registered Nurse. He passed the NLE, too.
I was hired as a Staff Nurse in a government hospital. He was hired as a Medical Representative. We both worked hard and had our share of destressors with each others company.
My first airplane ride was with him. He gave me the window seat to have a good view of the terrains outside the airplane.
We conquered challenges together. I love him. He loves me. Though we live our separate lives now, I dont hold grudges against him. Why would I be? He gave me the best part of my life. My soulmate. Although the relationship ended, but the love continues. I still keep him in my heart. Though circumstances right now would not allow us to be together, but I am thankful that he came to my life and changed me. I emerged from the heart-break a better person- richer in experience and memory, broader in view and bigger in dreams.
I embark in a new challenge. I will fulfill the dreams that we both weaved together, alone. I will make it happen not for him but for myself. I thank him endlessly for helping me dream big.
Mikemike, THANK YOU! Somewhere I know...
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