Stranger

As I cleared my room and I stumbled on old memories... I can't help to smile. I can't help to feel what I felt back then. I can't help but felt happy of my happiness back then.

I smiled because I was in love.

I threw away some diaries that held bad memories. Why harp on old memories that do no good?

But I kept some. From the beginning of the journey.. To the lil gifts.. To the bigger gifts, even the paper bags that came with it.

Because I had thought back then, a day will come whereby I have to reminisce and remind myself..

That day was today, years after since the first gift, I sat down and reminisce my happiness. I know now what I seek for..

Just happiness. From then to now, my diaries were filled not about what he bought or what he had but what he said, how he made me laugh, how he looked and how he touched me. My diaries went on and on about my doubts on him. Not about his ability to support me, about his looks, about his age... But if we could always laugh together forever.

And I hope. I pray... That we would still see the world in a simple manner and to laugh.. Smile to what we have, a slight touch to the lips and a hug every single day...