Forget Me Not

Chapter Five

Dearest Splash,

By the time this letter arrives, we should have been married for a month, or so I hope.

It had been five months since that blind date before we decided to become official… And when you decided to become my girlfriend, you were still too diffident about kissing that you just gave me a peck on the cheek. I was a little confused with the way you acted but you decided to confide in me later that night that you had never been kissed before. You were career-driven that you hadn’t had time with your love life. And I respected and even loved that about you, especially that sheepish look you had when you confessed.

I don’t know if you still remember our first month-sary. Though we spent the day acting juvenile, I wouldn’t trade it for anything else. We had fun painting my bedroom wall with all sorts of drawings, making it a huge ‘masterpiece’, as you called it.

Even though you’re not with me, I wouldn’t dare paint over it because I’m still hoping that one day you’d come back and realize that I am the one you really want to be with.

I even kept the polo shirt you gave me as a gift. You said I ruined it because there were paint stains all over but I didn’t care because these are reminders of how amazing and contented I am to have finally found you.

And as we lay on my bedroom floor staring at the masterpiece that we made, I looked at you and traced with my eyes every contour of your face—from the hair over your forehead to down to your full lips, I knew I had to kiss you.

I know. We’ve been dating for half a year and yet we haven’t exactly kissed. I just didn’t want to pressure you, I guess. At that moment, I knew I wanted to do it but was too afraid of your reaction. I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea about my intentions. I didn’t want to rush you. I wanted you to be ready and willing.

But I knew it was the right time at that exact moment.

I knew I had to grab that moment and not let it pass by. I just knew I had to do something.

I knew it but I didn’t do anything about it. It might sound stupid or unrealistic, I know. And you might think that I never wanted to kiss because of how I had kept myself from doing so but I should tell you, it took a lot of effort and self-control.

Instead, I just gave you a very tight and long hug and that was it.

I wish I hadn’t let that pass by.

But don’t worry. I’ll tell you about our first kiss someday.

For now, maybe you can try to anticipate it the way I did. But let me tell you this.

It was not what I expected at all.

                                        Sparks

P.S. - When you finally put together the puzzle pieces, you’ll know what I meant about us being fated. In the meantime, here’s another song for you. It’s But I Do Love You by LeAnn Rimes.