filling the gaps

Absence diminishes small loves, and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire. – Francois de La Rochefoucauld

“I’d like to hire a plane
I’d see you in the morning, when the day is fresh.
I’m coming home again”

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I tapped my mobile phone once in a while.. is the battery kaput? is it just the provider? is the messages really coming in late? is the internet going crazy again?

this is it when u rely so much on the phones… u simply feel betrayed at times..

but when the i love you’s and the mwahs arrive u forget whoevers endless faults it was in the first place and excitedly browse remembering how much you love your phone again.

or the person on the other end of  the message, call, whispers or whatever it may be.

unlike brandy who thought long distance was killing her.. i figured kill the killer then. its hard at times when all you need was a touch of a hand, or a rugged smile you get a smiley instead and a warm mwah.

And what do i get?

trust? i guess well since im not there to figure out why he went missing without telling or why he said he’d be sleeping early yet the last log was way later than the time.. i guess u chip in greater trust. i have my shortcomings too but and i know he understands.

hope? hope of bright things to come… yeah who doesn’t.. us? bigger hope! that in a week or two, in a day or another, in a moments time we will be together (go mar roxas!)

emotional maturity? – ahahay need i say more

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i guess i met my match. one who giggles more than me should be a good match right? i wanna be giggle allergic but its just sooooo much to contain.

id like to be grumbly and teary eyed – but he left me no room for that.. he wanted me to live it just like my namesake, which he refuses not to tease me all the time. JOY? where my JOY?

Id like to be ungrateful for the difficult times when i only wanted him.. but his messages soothes that nagging feeling, him being there and me being here..

I wanted to be bitter when i put on my perfume… i knew he loved this smell, then he text me something about his own cologne being he hated it but wears it anyway.

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im coming home again.. in his embrace

now the wait wasnt that bad at all..

the wait made me love him more.

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