My heart last February.

I think I stood there for about fifteen minutes. I circled the whole bookstore and browsed through the bookshelves, school supplies and even the stack of crappy CD`s. I was listening to my player humming to Veronicas` This Love when suddenly, I saw Him. He was wearing a gray long-sleeved polo, skinny jeans and this bonnet or whatever you call it. He saw me and walked hastily towards me. He stared at me, smiled sheepishly and kissed me on my forehead then wrapped me in an embrace. He was finally there and I couldn`t be more happier.

We walked towards the small doughnut store a few blocks away from his school and then he stopped, looked at me, touched my face and said, “Uy, violet yung eyeliner mo.”From that moment on, I realized that I did mean what I said earlier, I did love Him.

He ordered a pink doughnut for me since He knew that was my favorite color. We didn`t really do much eating, we talked and we doodled on one another`s planner since that was something that brought us together in the first place, our love for Art. I suddenly told him, “Ang ikli na ng buhok ko, nagpagupit kasi ako last week. Napapangitan ako.” Then, he put his finger on a lock of my hair and twirled it. “Maganda nga, eh.”

We finally decided that it was time to leave so, we did. We went straight to school because I needed to submit my application forms. While we were waiting for my turn, we sat and I laid my head on his shouders. “I can`t believe I`m with you. If my parents knew I was with you, they`d kill me.” He laughed, took my hand and entangled it with His. He kissed my hair, I kissed his cheek. Just like that, I finally knew what real love meant.

Ahh, good memories, yes. Just like it was yesterday. :)