September 2, 2016
Friday
Friend: "How am I supposed to know that I found the one?"
Me: "You know, when I was single, the guys I were dating made sure they had a score by kissing me. And I didn't mind. I let them kiss me. And I tasted their lips. And I realized I feel nothing. No emotions. Those were kisses that meant nothing. I was just kissing a pair of tasteless lips every time I was with the wrong person. And then there was this one guy whom I met. His lips were dry. And he seemed not to know how to kiss a woman. But he was the only one who kissed me and gave me the butterflies. And that's the time I knew he was the one. And from then on, I claimed that his lips and soul are mine."
BINABASA MO ANG
A Teacher's Diary
Non-FictionThis is a collection of my thoughts, my random days journal, selected written outputs and literary pieces from various famous and infamous authors. Enjoy reading. ?
