The Fourth Time

Prolouge

I fell in love three times. The first time was when I first saw him. The second time was when I saw him again. And the third time was when he finally saw me.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails... 1 Corinthians 13:4-8a

I was pondering on these verses for a week now. Hindi ko alam kung bakit pero sa tuwing bubuksan ko yung bible ko, dito talaga ako dinadala ni God.

Love never fails. So if it fails… it’s not love. And looking back to everything that happened to us in the past, I was asking myself, nag-fail nga ba kami?

Dati, I believed he is the right person; it’s just not the right time. Ngayon, dumating na ang right time... pero siya ba talaga ang right person? Am I the right person for him?

“Teacher Angelina!Teacher Angelina!”

Natauhan lang ako nang tumatakbong pumasaok sa classroom ang estudyante kong si Keith.

“Oh Keith?Ba’t ka tumatakbo?Itong batang ‘to talaga.”

“Teacher Angelina, pinapatanong po nung lalaki sa labas kung Dilim ka daw po ba?”

“Dilim?” Nagtatakang tanong ko. Pick up line ba ‘to?

“Opo.”

“Bakit daw?”

“Kasi nung dumating ka daw po…” Keith paused. Then smiled widely.“Wala na siyang makitang iba.”

I laughed. Na-gets ko na kung kanino ‘to galing. Eto na naman tayo sa mga pick up line niyang ganito. He has changed a lot… pero etong part na ‘to, nandun pa din pala. Hanggang ngayon, ma-pick up line pa din siya.Dito niya nga ako nakuha noon ‘di ba?Sa mga banat niyang ganito.

And there he is, standing in front of the door, smiling. I smiled back.

And right there I knew it. I fell in love for the fourth time.