Happy Birthday
She sat waiting. He's late, as always. Her phone beeped and she read his message. He's coming, he says. She checked the things in front of her. Cupcake, candle and matches to light it with. She smiled as she waited for him. From afar, she could already spot him. Her smile widened as she lit the tiny candle.
He went straight to her side and put his arms around her. He did not even notice the cupcake with the tiny flickering candle that sat in front of her. He kissed her forehead before breaking the hug and as soon as he did, to her great surprise, he kissed her lips softly.
He stared at her as she tried to form coherent words. She couldn't think of anything clever to say, so she pointed at the cupcake and whispered, "Happy Birthday."
He smiled at her, gave her another hug and then blew out the flame. He kept staring at her, that goofy smile she loved still in place.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine." she answered, still avoiding his gaze.
"Why won't you look at me?"
"I am looking at you." she said. And as if to prove her point, she gazed into his eyes. The very eyes that saw her at her worst and still managed to look at her with love.
She loved this boy. She loved his smile. She loved how he made her heart beat fast and slow at the same time. She loved the way it feels to have his hand hold hers. She loved him, and she doesn't even need any reason for feeling that way. She just did.
He sat next to her, his hand clasped around hers. He has this habit of never letting her hand go, not unless she did it first. And even though she would often do this, he'd simply grab her hand once more. Today, however, she didn't let go. She allowed him to keep holding her hand. She loved it when he held her hand.
"So, because it's your birthday, you get three wishes." she said, smiling at him.
"Three wishes? Seriously?" he said, grinning from ear to ear. She merely nodded.
"Well," he started, "for my first wish, you have to get me a turkey!"
"A turkey?" she laughed. "Okay. I'll get you a turkey then."
"My second wish," he said as she flipped her hand over and saw the faint trace of a scar from months ago, "I wish you'd take better care of yourself."
"Your wish is supposed to be for you. Wishing for my well being isn't acceptable!"
"The wish is for me. I need you. So you have to take care of yourself for me."
She smiled at his words. He has this innate ability to make her smile and it's times like this that makes her feel even more thankful to have him in her life.
"Fine. For you, I will." she said, still smiling. "And your last wish?"
"I want you to stay with me for as long as you can. I would have said for all eternity, but I know you don't believe in that. So just stay with me while you can." he said softly, not quite meeting her gaze.
She smiled at him, her heart jumping in her chest as she said, "I already promised you that I will never leave you, I intend to keep that promise. And for you, I'll believe in eternity."
He went straight to her side and put his arms around her. He did not even notice the cupcake with the tiny flickering candle that sat in front of her. He kissed her forehead before breaking the hug and as soon as he did, to her great surprise, he kissed her lips softly.
He stared at her as she tried to form coherent words. She couldn't think of anything clever to say, so she pointed at the cupcake and whispered, "Happy Birthday."
He smiled at her, gave her another hug and then blew out the flame. He kept staring at her, that goofy smile she loved still in place.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine." she answered, still avoiding his gaze.
"Why won't you look at me?"
"I am looking at you." she said. And as if to prove her point, she gazed into his eyes. The very eyes that saw her at her worst and still managed to look at her with love.
She loved this boy. She loved his smile. She loved how he made her heart beat fast and slow at the same time. She loved the way it feels to have his hand hold hers. She loved him, and she doesn't even need any reason for feeling that way. She just did.
He sat next to her, his hand clasped around hers. He has this habit of never letting her hand go, not unless she did it first. And even though she would often do this, he'd simply grab her hand once more. Today, however, she didn't let go. She allowed him to keep holding her hand. She loved it when he held her hand.
"So, because it's your birthday, you get three wishes." she said, smiling at him.
"Three wishes? Seriously?" he said, grinning from ear to ear. She merely nodded.
"Well," he started, "for my first wish, you have to get me a turkey!"
"A turkey?" she laughed. "Okay. I'll get you a turkey then."
"My second wish," he said as she flipped her hand over and saw the faint trace of a scar from months ago, "I wish you'd take better care of yourself."
"Your wish is supposed to be for you. Wishing for my well being isn't acceptable!"
"The wish is for me. I need you. So you have to take care of yourself for me."
She smiled at his words. He has this innate ability to make her smile and it's times like this that makes her feel even more thankful to have him in her life.
"Fine. For you, I will." she said, still smiling. "And your last wish?"
"I want you to stay with me for as long as you can. I would have said for all eternity, but I know you don't believe in that. So just stay with me while you can." he said softly, not quite meeting her gaze.
She smiled at him, her heart jumping in her chest as she said, "I already promised you that I will never leave you, I intend to keep that promise. And for you, I'll believe in eternity."
This entry was posted by Kath Macapagal, on
Tuesday, January 19, 2010.
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