Weekends

What are weekends for?

There’s always something special about weekends. It’s when you can have the whole day hanging out with people who make you happy in different ways. It’s when you can spend most of your time going crazy and laughing over random things. It’s when you can de-stress yourself and relax for a while. But that’s not what makes my weekends special. Not regularly, but this is when I get to spend more than 24 hours with the one I love. It’s when I get to live his life for a day and be with his family too. It’s when I can play my girlfriend role for lots of hours and don’t get tired doing it. For 24 hours, I get to be with him and show him what life is all about when you’re with the one you love. It’s the time of the week when I realize how tough my week went from Monday to Friday, but he simply kisses the exhaustion away that makes the complicated easy. These days make me think how wonderful life is. Just loving him makes me the happiest kid, and knowing that he loves me more makes me feel like I’m in heaven.

I could blame all the tingling sensation to the love hormones that my body keeps on producing every time he’s near. Sometimes it’s too much; I can feel the sudden urge to come close, hang on and don’t let go. The love hormones are just too active these past few days that my mind wouldn’t make me sleep in time. I eat a lot (but responsibly). I would find myself thinking about him in the middle of a job task. I even smile when the thinking crosses the line. Sometimes I would make an excuse, run to the bathroom, then scream silently because I feel so kinikilig just thinking about him. When he says good things I’d love to hear face-to-face, it’s truly breath-taking that makes me run out of words.

Then there’s the planning of the future that makes me feel so serious and sure about what we’re doing. I love the way he tells me what he wants without that impression of a manly demand (A manly demand is like “I want this so you MUST follow me whether you like it or not, if you seriously love me.”) Instead, he’s telling me what he wants, involves me in it, asks for my opinion, and asks me what I also want. This relationship is a great team, complete with perfect plans and communication.

Alongside seriousness, I’m also glad that we’re happy being simple. At their home, we do nothing but lie down, sleep, and watch random TV shows. I would make him sleep until we both fall asleep. We talk about things that make us laugh for seconds. We sit side by side comfortably even in silence. We share the same blanket. We eat together when it’s time. I’m extremely happy for all these things we do because we’re together. I miss this every day. I wouldn’t wish for time to speed up just so I can be with him. Time will not keep the love alive. I would rather wish for us to be stronger through the test of time because love only becomes unbreakable when worked out by two people. Love remains when two people agree to never give up on each other.

Right now, I feel nothing else but joy. I feel so in love like this is the first time, like everything falls into the right place. Everything he does makes me feel that I never made the wrong decision. I love him every day. I love him every second of my life. I couldn’t tell you more how much I do love him, but I can tell you how long it will last—forever. I love him forever and a day.