#Prologue
Love Is Like Riding a Bike..
Happy. Amused. Brave.
Yan ang mararamdaman mo kapag sumasakay ka ng bisikleta. Pakiramdam mo, malaya kang pumunta kahit saan. Pakiramdam mo, wala kang problema. At pakiramdam mo. Ang saya-saya mo.
Then you had you first fall. It hurt, you cried, pero tatayo ka. Hindi mo papansin ang sakit o ang marka ng pagkahulog mo, You just stand up and ride again.
And then, mahuhulog ka na naman ng ilang beses, kaya napagod ka nang masaktan kaya naman bigla kang tumigil. So, iiwan mo nalang yun sa isang sulok.
Months and maybe even years went by.
Muli mo itong binalikan kung saan mo iniwan. You grab the bike and ride it again. Quite easily, because riding a bike is not something you learned and then forget. You always remember how.
Love is like that. Not just when you first learned about it, but also when you fell, when you were so tired of the pains and when you healed.
And most importantly,
No matter how long you stopped loving, when you are ready to love again, you still can, you still know how.
