Book Closed: Almost Love With A King

We’ve met again…and it’s our first time we’ve gotten near with each other, heard each other’s voices, seen each other closely, smiled with each other, and looked in each other’s eyes. It was just an ordinary night, with his colleagues, talking about my business shits.


He must be God-sent that night because he didn’t know that I was going through some very traumatic issues caused by some assholes. And yeah, that night…I never thought he will continuously keeps me happy.


We’ve met again, the second time. He waited for me for an hour at Mc Donald’s Q. Ave. He doesn’t give me any thought of where we are heading that time but while he was driving, I am silently loving the way he sings. And that night, I got to know the man who undoubtedly creating a smile in my heart.


On August 13, 2010, on our third night of seeing each other, he surprised me. He asked me out for the Boys II Men concert. Though its very tiring to walk long, the way he cares for me when we’re passing the street worth it all. He’s the first man who asked me out to watch a concert. And after the event, I got a feeling that I still want to be with that man. An unexplainable feeling…an unexplainable happiness. We’ve gone to a bar in Timog. We’ve shared talks and differences. I will never forget when he said, “ Alam mo isa lang naman yung kinaiinisan ko sayo…parang bawat araw na magkikita tayo, lalo ka’ng gumaganda.”


That’s the first time he was able to hold my hands. We headed after to Novaliches to meet some friends of mine. While he was driving, I kept on denying to myself that I’m falling inlove to a man who is making me feel the happiness I’ve never felt before. Yes, the happiness that I’ve never felt before. And YES, I LOVE HIM.


I LOVE HIM and I’m afraid to lose him suddenly.

I have learned to love him more every time we meet.

I never got tired of kissing and hug him.

I love the way he insists to hold my sweaty hands.


I love to hear him singing when we’re with each other.


I love to hear him call me “babe”


I love smiling when he calls me “chubby cheeks”,”sexy”, and “hot”


I love the way looked at me.


I love the way he stares to my eyes.


I love the happiness I’m feeling when I’m with him.

I love the surprises.

I love kung gaano sya katakaw :)


I love the mwah’s and hug’s in his messages.


I love all my “first times” with him.


I love him… I just love the way he is.


I love KING TALAVERA. He was really a God-sent to me.


It’s been four weeks since we’ve left each other’s arms and he has taken with him half of my heart. It was hard for me to move on because he was the only man whom I’ve given all my love.


I never really thought that he’ll be just like the other men I’ve met. They lose ways of keeping me.


Days without him were miserable. I’ve long seeing him. I’m going through everyday of wanting and missing him. I still hope for him…I still love him. But, seeing him on the night of September 10, 2010…happy with someone else's arms was enough for me to finally decide to move on…to forget him now…and to accept that what we wonderfully had were now part of a happy memory. It's hard to be happy though...And I kept on thinking and murmuring "sana ako yung kasama nya ngayon...sana ako na lang, and sana ako na lang uli."


It’s my first time to cry since we’ve separated and this is enough…I have to move on and be happy now…


I know time will come that you’ll get to read this and I know when that time comes; I’m completely over with you, my king. And I know we’ll cross our paths again…I’ll be better that time and I know you'll be, too.


I’ll be over you but I will never forget the happiness and the love you gave me, King Talavera. Salamat! :)