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dear honey,

it’s september 21.  it’s our 11th anniversary of being together, in love.

imagine hon, we have been loving (and sometimes hating, hehehe) each other now for the past 4,015 days!!!  geez, has it been that long already?  eleven years?  wasn’t it only yesterday that we fell in love with each other? 

———— THE SNOB & THE MUTE —————

do you remember the first time we met mahal ko? 

wait, let me rephrase that question hon, because we met in 1981, back when we were still in our grubby shorts and shirts, and our world was still focused on learning our ABCs and 1,2,3s.  who would have thought that that bony boy in my Grades 1 to 6 classes would become my husband, the love of my life?..  no one, not even i, not even you..

but i am getting out of my topic here..  so let me go back to my question again,..

do you remember that one saturday  in june of 1997 when i spoke to you for the first time in more than 10 years?  you see, after we graduated in 1987, i never uttered a single word to you, even if our paths crossed several times in the past.  as the queen of snobs, you simply didn’t exist in my world anymore and you were not worth my time, not even worth my glance. 

and you, my dear husband, never had the courage to speak to me, not a single word, not even a loud sigh to let me know of your presence.  yes, you had been so shy around me (which i think is so cute of you), all you ever did was look,  and those few times you had the guts to do mOre than just look, you silently followed me to my destinations.  but not a word did you say, not a word did i hear. (tsk.)

so for the next 10 years after our elementary graduation, we never spoke to each other.  we went on our separate lives.  i remained the Ice Princess to you and you became Mr. Invisible to me.

but one day, everything changed.   and i mean, EVERYTHING!

———– SHE MELTED, HE SPOKE ————-

I remember that day.  the sky was very blue, with only a few thin clouds streaking the heavens.  it was a hot June day, the sun was directly above us.  the time was after lunch.  but already, a number of people were milling everywhere.  maybe because they knew our batch was meeting there at 2pm to plan our reunion.  or maybe, they just happened to be walking around the place.  after all, it was in a very public place, at Bagbag Elementary School, our alma mater.

i arrived earlier than you did hon.  i had to, i was the appointed event organizer.  and maybe, it had to happen that way so that the Ice Princess would finally notice Mr. Invisible. 

as i was standing with Lolita and Ronnel at our old alma mater’s Social Hall, waiting for you and the rest of our classmates, you came into my view, riding at the back of a scooter.  and as my eyes followed your entrance to the rusty gates of Bagbag, two words formed in my mind, “Erick” and “gwapo” (handsome).  but i had seen betterlooking men, so it was no big deal at all.  but from that moment on, you became alive in my eyes.

your bike stopped and you climbed down easily.  with your every move, i watched.  it was like a theater presentation, the phantom coming to life.  you ran your fingers thorugh your curly hair, then when you were satisfied you looked okay, you started walking. 

and you walked towards me.

as you came nearer, wearing that shy, boyish smile, i noticed more things about you.  you had grown so tall, almost 6 feet, it was impossible not to see you!  after all those years, your skin color never changed,  still dark as i remembered.  you still had a thin frame, bony at some places, but my god, how you got my attention that day!  there was something so powerful in you that i couldn’t help but be drawn to your presence.  you carried yourself like you owned the world, and that you wanted to own me too.  i liked that.  so much.  you exuded such raw sex appeal that i couldn’t breathe (ha ha ha!) looking at you looking at me, as if you would devour me right then and there! (ha ha ha!).. 

then, you were suddenly beside me, smiling at me, peering at me through your thick lashes.  but of course, you never found your voice. (hay! and i was waiting for you to speak first!!  grrrr.  torpe!).

“Kumusta classmate?”, (how are you classmate?), so i asked.

i thought you had swallowed you tongue hon.  it took a while for you to talk (and did you just blush when you heard my voice?  he he he).  and you said you were okay..

———- ICE MET FIRE ———–

 at 2 pm, all of us proceeded to our old Grade 1 classroom to begin our meeting.  with only a few weeks before our reunion, we needed to plan and to move fast.

as i was the leader, i was in front facing all of you. 

as you were the silent type, you sat at the back. 

in between us were more or less 20 of our classmates, all so noisy, all so seemed to have become elementary pupils again..  everybody was happy, everybody wanted to tease someone, everybody wanted to talk.  except you, my silent man.  and you were unsmiling.  oh honey, you were soooo serious back then..

you just sat there, oblivious to everyone, as you cast your steely gaze at me.  i, on the other hand, pretended not to notice you.  as the minutes ticked, it was taking me harder to concentrate on what was going on inside the classroom.  instead my attention was becoming more focused on how my insides were reacting towards your stare. (oh my, it was getting hot in there indeed!  hehehe)

so i turned my back to all of you and tackled the blackboard as if aliens suddenly sprung out of it.  and yet, i could not escape your presence.  i felt like your eyes were boring a hole behind my head.  it tingled.  it sizzled.  and i  couldn’t ignore it anymore.  i couldn’t ignore you anymore hon!

so i mustered enough courage and turned around again to face you.  breath per breath, heartbeat after heartbeat, our eyes locked.  as my soul connected with yours, passion exploded and love was born.  a love so intense, it could not be ignored.  fire consumed our hearts, it was so fierce, nothing and no one mattered anymore.   time stopped.  everybody vanished in the air.  inside that room, there was just the two of us, gazing at each other, stripping our hearts with anyone else and baring our souls to each other.   it just took a moment, but it changed me forever.

and i became afraid.

—————-  TO BE CONTINUED ————-