Happy Valentines

Love is when you travel from San Francisco to Manila even just for a day.

Love is when you say oh because you are clueless why I am pissed off at you.

Love is when you know I am high maintenance but still keeps on maintaining it.

Love is when you patiently wait for me while I eat my meals for two hours.

Love is when we have lunch most of the time even if we will spend the whole night together after.

Love is when you hug me tight all through the night.

Love is when you say I feel so close to you.

Love is when you look at me just like it’s the first time we met.

Love is when you say a bit yet both of us know that it means a lot.

Love is when you appreciate my theories even how incredibly weird they are.

And yeah, love is when I may not know history from 18-37 but I want to make history from 39.0 to 39.1614 (or more). Haha.