YOU

YOU

A Story by Claire Angeles

 

You came into my life when I least expected it. There you were with eyes shining with curiosity and admiration, not looking at me most of the time but at my male companion, probably because you were too shy to do so. We weren’t supposed to be there. It was destiny that brought us to where you were.  I didn’t fall for you at first glance. The spark was not there, especially because you almost weren’t talking to me. I realized it was because I didn’t know anything about the topic�"cars, with which you were so good at.  I found out later on that you were speechless in front of me because of that glint of admiration I first saw in your eyes. You fell for me the day you saw me.  Text messages followed one after the other, from mundane things, to cars, to insurance, to personal details. We laughed at the fact that I thought you gay at first and that you thought my companion was my husband. That was your first personal question to me, asking me if he was my husband, making sure I was still available. Messages and casual dates followed and I gradually got to know you better and asked myself if you were the one sent to finally rescue me from a life of loneliness and solitude.  I didn’t fall for you the first few meetings but the passing days would find me staring out to space thinking of you, of our enjoyable conversations, our similarities, the blissful moments we shared which made my nights sleepless.  Those things were enough for me to finally agree to let you come into my life, making me let go of my fears, letting me take a chance again at love.  Our few similarities would make us like each other more.  We came from different worlds, but our pains and sad experiences in the past brought us together, and trials would unexpectedly make us stronger as we faced life together.  It was difficult to hold on because of the trials almost breaking us down and cutting the tie that we painstakingly made, but we endured, and held on to that little magic we called love, and to that hope that no matter what our differences are, we could save this wonderful thing we have, if only because we truly love each other.  And I guess that is enough. If I have to live my life again, I would still love you. I would still say “Yes” to you.

© 2017 Claire Angeles


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Claire Angeles
Claire Angeles

Quezon City, NCR, Philippines



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