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STRIPPED

It was back 31 months ago in that bar..
we had those drinks. It was that very awkward exchange of Hi’s and Hello’s and a few bottles of beer at Darren’s

Amidst the noise and chaos of  people, music and boisterous laughter, I sensed he stared at me blankly,.
It was a few-second stare that i felt chills and total uneasiness. Couldn’t help but wonder… It prolly wasn’t just because i was that disturbed party girl that was getting  attention.. — but also, maybe because he was amazed of  or maybe saw something different that made me a bit interesting —
 I cannot be sure though, i was already drowned with booze and i barely had memory of some events that night..

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Because of those awkward moments, our Love Story was written.
I, was that crazy partygirl and he was that tremendously decent guy.
We were lyk night and day — so opposite and that somehow we match each other perfectly.

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BUT WE WEREN’T SURE.
He had his 1 relationship which he hardly got over with, and I was that player  exposed to different sorts of promiscuosity in frends and party peeps.—
I, the Night.. and HE, the day.  —- my Day..

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SCARED.
It was both frightening to Us, he was too good to be true.. and felt lyk I,… his nightmare.

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THEN WE WERE LOVING.
Didn’t take us long to realize our differences didn’t even matter.
We were crazy for each other… A second felt lyk hours, hours felt like days, and days felt like forever of not seeing each other and not being together.

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IN A DIFFERENT PLACE.
We shared our lives in a place far away from the comforts of our own home. away from the smell of bacon and eggs in the morning, and the endless supply of laundry to the house help.
It was a sacrifice we made all because we seek haven and searched for something we direly need ,,,… direction.

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MADE CHOICES RIGHT AND WRONG.
Everyday was a struggle of decisions right and wrong, and everyday was a familiarity of how it should be when dreams are shared and certain goals should be met.
It was lyk learning to dance to the music and every mistake should be practiced over and over until perfection.

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WHAT PEOPLE THINK.
When others think wrong, we decided to think Right…. well, not entirely right, but it was best for the moment “right”.
It wasn’t because of the pleasure and availability of sex at any time. But it was the romance of waking up beside each other,  sharing chores, making each other coffee and dinner, keeping up with the responsibilty of school, family, ourselves, and realizing that at the end of each day, its another successful moments of growing and learning life together.

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NOT EVERYTHING WAS PERFECT.
Having a few setbacks, rocky roads or watever else you call it. All was considered Lessons, Adjustments, and Experiences. It’s like having an F in an exam and you realize you need to do way BETTER next time..

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BUT IT WAS ALL WORTH IT.
Inspite of some sad moments, setbacks and tears, .. we realize that at the end of the day, all we want is to cuddle in each others arms, and smell each others perfume, the pleasure of having each other beyond sunset and knowing that tomorrow would be waking up another day of sharing lives in this so-called-place our own sanctuary.
For me, that if and only if given the chance to change any event of my life i would never change a single memory.. for after 23 years, it was like opening and unopened present and that present was him all along.

HIM. and the bottled up fact that in each of the many guys that i have
claimed to love, are fragments of the many wonderful things that makes
up the whole that was him.


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