I was sitting back, relaxing and just flipping through my photo albums. Suddenly, I stopped flipping…I saw a picture that catapulted me backwards in time….back to a time when I was all of 15-years-old. It was a group picture of me and some of my classmates back then. One of them, the guy standing on the second row with crappy glasses, a pot-belly but the sweetest smile on the planet….he was the one who threw side-long glances my way….to his right…in class.
Now, this is what I call romance, folks! It was at this time that we moved on to exchanging love letter(s) in class (he draws like a 2-month-old, for your information), he waited for me at the gate after school, spend me some cendol, etc. One fine day, he gathered up enough courage to link my index finger with his index finger. That one called ‘holding hands’ for us! Ha ha ha ha ha! That was as far as we went, too bad. But isn’t this sweet and romantic? The blood rushing into your ears and your face turns into a siren, you don’t know whether to smile or to pretend not to see….you know.
Love on the other hand is what romance evolves into. Love needs work from both parties because when one party stops working at being romantic or being involved in the romance, then love does NOT happen. Love is what I coin as short-term enjoyment because after a while, love evolves into loyalty, commitment, friendship, companionship, understanding and compassion.