Everything has a beginning, like a book. We open it to know it's content and close it after we're done reading and and eventually we'll start looking for a new one to read. Just like Love. We can't move on 'cause we keep on re-reading the last page of our previous story. But once we stop re-reading it and start reading the next chapter sooner or later will find our self smiling for it.

This is just a cliche short story, about a guy who doesn't know how to confess to the girl he loves. Sa tingin nyo sa love ba kailangan ng parati mabilisan at may magandang nangyayari kaagad, alam nyo yun na sa isang pagtatagpo ay may magtatapat kaagad? Gusto nyo ba makabasa ng kinalabasan ng ganung pagtatagpo. Basta read nyo na lang...