Never Let Her Slip Away

I have been feeling a lot of stress lately. Comparing my life to a rollercoaster ride is definitely an understatement. I think this is part of growing up, of growing old. I cried myself to sleep last night after watching Fools Rush In for the nth time. I didn’t exactly know why but I guess that I am currently emotionally vulnerable. I can still remember that this was the first movie that I watched on HBO. Though I have already seen the movie a lot of times, I still watched it until the end. I was trying to dissect how Alex and Isabel got their happy ending out of a bad start followed by a series of terrible circumstances. I must admit that the movie gave me hope that no matter how different two people are, love will always find a way to make things work.

We will never know love until we fully surrender to it.

I also have to thank Joie for introducing me to her newest favorite song. It started with her plurk “Joie loves Billy Crawford”. I was like, what?? I never really liked him. But since I like Nikki Gil and Nikki seems to like him, then I sort of like him now. I am a sucker for bad boys turning into good boys because of love. Hehe! Anyway, this is already an old song and you are probably familiar with it.

Here is Billy Crawford’s interpretation. It's too bad that I cannot embed it. :(

Bloomfields also has its own version but I like this one more from Julian Thomas.





I feel like a teenager again listening to this song. I never really believed in love at first sight but it’s nice to know that these stuff work for other people. Boyet and I have known each other for almost five years before we officially became a couple. It may not be love at first sight because I have been seeing his face for years already but I didn’t feel anything unusual. Just a few weeks ago, I asked him what made him decide to pursue me. He said that the first time he saw me, he felt the whole world stopped and it was as if I was walking slowly with my hair blowing with the wind. I know he was exaggerating because I remember having short hair as a freshman in college (Bolero na echosero pa!). But that was it. He had his own world, I had mine.

After five years, it was an entirely different ballgame. One moment he was only a friend, a friend mending a broken heart and at the same time helping me fix mine too. We didn’t deny that it was fast. I remember hearing a lot of whispers from other people but we didn’t care. Boyet said that he didn’t really expect that we’d go this far. It was spontaneous. It was destiny. I remember asking for signs and all the signs pointed me to him.

I may not be a perfect girlfriend. He may not be a perfect boyfriend (definitely!). But we are a perfect team. He's patient, I'm not. I plan, he doesn't. He dreams, I execute. And the list goes on.

Until now, it still amazes me how I still feel the shiver when I see him (not always, feeling ka ha!). I sometimes whine at how he sometimes takes me for granted, and that he has already stopped “courting” me. Huhu! But there are also days when I can’t seem to get enough of him. I miss him after being apart for only a minute. I hope the spark will not go away with time. (ehem!)

But love is more than just feeling the rush when seeing someone. It is a decision, and we have both decided to make it last. He made a decision to never ever let me slip away. :)