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Feb 2019
Spontaneity is too rare to happen if you're talking to a complete stranger.
Though, your heart can easily read and understand the person's individuality.

When I met you, my mind dictates that he isn't the one.
But, my heart fights for it, whispering lines that you wanted to hear, feeding your mind with the right emotion.

It brings so much joy and profound happiness knowing that we're able to keep the conversation going no matter how the topics get.
When I'm with you, hours feel like seconds. It just slips by unknowingly.

Amidst all these, there's just one thing that I want to ask from you.
Please be serious about me.
It's too early to say this but I see you as someone whom I can be with until I get old.
And, I assure you, there's not a thing that I hide from you.

Thank you for coming into my life. For allowing me to be silly, to be loud, to be like a child.
Above all, I thank you for allowing God to be in the center as to what we have now.

As they say, 'Only in spontaneity can we be who we truly are".
Richie
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