Have you ever wondered About the youth of your parents How do they look like How have they been brought up How did they meet How did they fall in love? How did they make us?
I had these questions with me since i grow up Probably because my parents aren't that open up Probably because they were so busy raising us up Probably because its an Asian thing i assumed privacy as such. So somehow, to me, parents’ life before us were so blurry and doesn't seem to ever existed Not until the day i had my mom on the back of the scooter As we rode to the temple where we store the leftover of our beloved dad
She told me about their past A young guy in his teenager days Lay eyes on her as they met on a communal working day He asked for her hand before summoned military service Not directly to her but through a relative She forgot him as soon as she left for college Busy chasing her love life, never heard from him in thousand days, he was too far away.
When the war over, he returned home, she was working in a distant village He refused my grandpa’s arrangement, went on a journey to seek For his first and only girl he ever fallen in love with He found mom after her 5 or 6 failure romances. They started distant relationship for a while before getting married. She continued working in the faraway village and he returned to military service To serve in another “nonsense war” (this is my words)
And honestly i still cant imagine how did they make us ‘Cause i never seen them holding hands, showing affection in front of us But its real - they do fall in love They do have their heyday before us
And even though i never seen them talking about love I now realized its just a different way of showing how they love By fighting; yet, taking care of each other for better or worse By sometimes hurting each other... But at the end of the day, one can change other’s diaper when he can no longer move
I cant tell if he was the love of her life when she decided to tight the knot. But looking at her shivering shoulder, her teary eyes now every time we talk About our beloved and only man and whatever reminded us of him I can think of nothing to explain but love
Have you ever wondered How did our parents live before having us? And how would you tell your future children About your youth...
When you will go outside, find me I am warmed with you Lingering overjoyed for you If you cant find at me You keep ****** me in your heart You can read my eyes What is indeed requested to claim Why I am smirking at you Being you are there Formerly occupying my heart and embracing my soul
As I walked over through the piles of people I came close As I approached the love of my life I touched his back twice to get his attention Looking to the left I could clearly see the sweat fall off other people The faces of others.....so happy and drunk with love...literally Finally, finally he saw me. With our eyes finally gazing at each other and our hearts beating I felt his warmth as he hugged me My soul was swept away by his loving eyes As I began to talk he gazed at me and I spoke about 3 words then he just plunged his lips upon mine 5 seconds felt like eternity for me It was as if all he wanted was that one last kiss. All he wanted was to feel my lips one last time As we removed ourselves from each other I was still in his arms gazing up at him as he was looking down at me I was taken back without a word I could say nothing but stare up at him His lip were warm and wet I could feel his spit in my mouth May sound gross to you but glorious to me Finally after realizing that we were staring too long he turned his attention to another and that was it My last dance with my one true love I don’t think I will ever have a moment like that again The truth is I realized in that moment I still love him I never stopped I will never love another like I love him.
Sparkles of beautiful butterflies in the wind Cold and distant until that final kiss
Seeing you is like opening an old door to sunshine and warm breeze, after hunkering indoors all winter.
Touching you is like diving into the ocean for the first time, the bubbles fizzling and the current playing with your toes.
Hearing your voice is like Home got up and started talking, and its favorite song is laughter.
Smelling you is the familiar scent I’ve always known but could never figure out from where, until I met you.
Happy Valentine’s Day! I delight in who you are and the place you have in my life. I love that we act like we just met and our love for each other is new every day. I want to fall in love with you over and over and over again forever.