Space Between

Brrrr. That was the first word I uttered upon stepping on the airport ground of Macau. It was 12 degrees then. I was in my simple jeans, tank top and sweater. My luggage was stuffed with just skirts and shorts.   Good thing I brought a pair of stockings to cover my legs. My fault though. I underestimated the temperature being fond of the cool weather.   ( I remember my 2010 Melbourne, Australia-- It was 12 degrees and I was in shorts. Teehee) Geesh , I couldn’t even fold my legs while walking to the immigration.   I barely opened my mouth while I was chatting. I felt my skin was about to crack. I can’t say its cold though. It is actually freezing cold. But then, I should say, I loooved it.   , “No English”. Those were the two words I frequently heard during my stay there.   People hardly spoke English and that you’d end up either letting your hands do the thing or breaking your English into simple words. It’s a good thing there are lots of Filipino...

It has never been as defined as this. It has never been as peaceful as this. It has never been as comfortable as this. It has never been as soothing as this. It has never been as passionate as this. It has never been as fascinating as this. It has never been as this. It, is love. And it has never been this happy. Happy Valentine’s Day, Baby! I love you.♥♥♥ And yes, it has never been as meaningful as this. * And to all my loveys, hope you'll have a happy day today and the following days ahead. Thank you for all the love.♥