Here is the dreamer. One who created and played with the pen and the keys of a world soon unmade. She remembers the wind, water, earth and flame. She loved even shadows but knew naught of hate. With a heart too soft and a strength unseen, she loved the world and she lived a dream.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Sunset Memory

 11. One of my best loved memories of you was at our Acquaintance Party in our first year at college. The venue was at this popular resort. This memory resembles a romance movie, two protagonists' blossoming love. It's so very corny and cheesy that I just can't resist mentioning it here. I searched for you in the crowd. Our eyes met as a romantic ballad just started in the background, from the band. We came toward each other, smiling, as time seemed to go ever so slowly. You took my hand and led me to the far side of the resort. beside a man-made cliff overlooking the magnificent ocean. The sun was just starting to set and everything took on a golden hue. As we sat by the edge, we talked about anything and everything. And laughed a lot. And though dangerous, you swung me jokingly at the edge  of the cliff, all the while laughing while I was screaming in both fear and delight. There are times wherein being with you always seemed like a high, with this being one of them. When I start thinking that things couldn't get possibly better, you prove me wrong and take me higher than what I could ever imagine or feel. I guess corny and cheesy  suits me fine, as long as I'm with you that is.  

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