P.S. I Love You [Re-Editing Book]

June 16, 2015

I dreamt about you today. Those same eyes and same smile that twinkled as each end reached your ears. Was I thinking about you since yesterday?

As I try to recall it, you were wearing that neat black tuxedo. You had your gaze right at me.

We were at the reception right after that beautiful matrimony. I was together with my fellow bridesmaids in one table. We were all equally beautiful in face value and no one could ever compare us.

But why were you only looking at me? Your eyes were all at me and only me.

When I wasn't looking, I can feel you were just staring right at me. I used my peripheral vision in observing your every move. I feel like I was about to melt because of that piercing stare of yours.

I turned my head to get a good look at you, but you immediately turned away to see the lovely bride and groom upfront.

At that every moment, I was ready to say my greetings. Just a little wave will do the trick. Well, we are fellow entourages after all.

I really want to get to know you. I'm interested to know you. Even just your name will make me feel better and feed my curiosity for you.