"So where do we go?" I said to Nimmy.
"Anywhere," his short response.
Well, during that time, I was a bit hungry. So we decided to eat in Kenny Rogers. Everything went smoothly. All the things we have talked about during our texting days were confirmed during that meeting. He made mentioned that one time, he saw me leaving a Bench shop. That's before we met. I can't remember. But he insisted that he was calling me, and I was then a snob. I laughed.
One impression I had with Nimmy is his love for his grandmother. During our first meeting, he almost cried when he shared his story about his grandma. I told myself, "he's a very kind son." I was right in my assumption. Nimmy is the obedient type. Very family oriented. He has close ties to his siblings. I admire him for that. Of all the ex-bfs I had, he's the only one that belonged to a very close family. I appreciated it so much, as my family is the same.
Few days later, we met again after his EK adventure with college friends. I can see his delight while showing me pictures of his friends. I started to feel something different about me. I started to get interested about his life and what he had gone through. While he's talking, I can sense that I've stared on his face for the longest time. We just had coffee near the office. But every sip in my frappucino tasted like I'm getting a sugar rush to the Nth level. We parted ways that day. But his face lingers in my mind.
As usual, we had text messages exchanges. It came to a point where I now know that I'm falling for this guy. I know that his sweet quotes aren't enough to quench my thirst for romance. I surrender and told him what I am feeling. It frustrated me that he didn't replied back to what I am expecting. I know that he had just ignored me.
He got a job in Makati few weeks after. This paved the way for him to move out from his family and move in to his sibling's apartment. I felt that it's gonna be tough. Long distance relationship? Hell no. I know for a fact that I dated him because he's near the office and our house. His moving to Makati placed doubts on where this will be leading. Moreover, I know I am feeling that he's not interested.
But it didn't stop me. I wore my Romantic Hat. I took the risk. I asked him. Only to find out that he had just broken up with his ex several weeks ago. He did not want to jump into a relationship right away because of that. Ok, I understand. But how about me? What am I gonna do with this? Do I wait?
I pursued Nimrod.
I asked a closed-ended question. Do you still want to continue this? Do you still want me to text you? Poor guy, I know he was cornered. He was giving me some alibis. He's making it hard for us.
Adamant as I can be, I said, "I only take a yes or a no for an answer."
He said, "YES."
That was May 11, 2006. Four years ago.
Then we decided to see each other few days after that just to formalize everything. I had a badminton game with friends and after one session, Nimmy and I decided to walk and get some cold air outside. The arena was so hot during that time. We sat outside the parking area.
"I'm so happy," I whispered.
He replied by touching my hand and pinching it. He sat so close to me and us holding hands for the very first time. And with that, I got his message loud and clear. The rest as they say, is history.
|Stolen shot from our first anniversary together as a couple in Camp John Hay, Baguio City|