Posted: February 23, 2015 in Kung anu-ano lang . . .

Dear 032.41-077.10,

I am no prince to love a princess like you.

I am no saint to have your endless admiration.

But I am here, enjoying your sweet caress, melted in your graceful smile.

Your love has neither been anachronistic nor incongruous. It is always perfect in time, perfect in place whenever I need it.

I love all the things about you: your hair, your skin, your nose, your lips, your eyes, even your ugly eyebrows that always give the chills and goose bumps whenever you get mad at me, everything!; your consummate sweetness that makes me feel very special, and your passionate kiss that always gives me a chance to taste a little bit of heaven here on earth.

You are my inspiration, and at the same time, my weakest point.

You are the oasis of my lifeless and dull personality.

You are the moonlight in my lonely and starry night.

You are the sunshine and I am the tree that shall have never been grown without your light.

You are the epitome of such beauty that no one could ever resist.

You are the one that I’ve been waiting for a long time, the merriest gift, and the most important part of me that I know I really don’t deserve.

I still can’t believe that you are mine now. You are the greatest mystery, the climax of my love story, written by The God Almighty.

I am sorry for this pretentious letter.

All I just want to say, more than words can say – I love you.


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