Dear Stacy,
First off, I want you to know how much I am smiling as I write this poem-letter.
To which you shall see, in the not-too-distant future, be it the Will of Most Divine Providence.
Today I was awakened by Albert’s phone call involving you.
I was so worried to find out that you fell off your bike this morning and ended up spraining your ankle.
My walk to school, after that call, ended up a sprint to school. Sigh.
I was so worried about you today, you know, and when I arrived to campus, drenched in man sweat, as a result of a 2 mile walk-jog, I found out that your fellow classmates took you to the hospital to assess the situation.
I was uneasy knowing that you were in the hospital, but felt so much better after break , being able to see you again and knowing that it wasn’t too serious.
With my arm around your waiste to help you walk, the feeling of your warmth around my arms, your body within fingertips of my hand. I did not want to let you go, your hand grip around me.
The walk up stairs to your apartment, our bodies clinging to each other, as I assisted you up.
Darling, I realize that my feelings for you have blossomed. You may have already noticed that I am very affectionate to you, in fact, it is quite obvious, since my own classmates and batchmates have noticed my changed demeanor whenever you are around.
Darling, you make me smile. As I write this, I am in your apartment, sitting in your living room couch, and you in your dining table reading and reviewing for your Embryology Class. I, just taking a break from Systemic Pathology. I can smell the ocean-mint scented candles, the sandwitch you made for me, directly in front of my laptop. Darling, you’re just too sweet.
AL
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