The Dance

This is a story about my first dance with Rhyme.

It was my birthday.

We were on the beach, celebrating with my family and friends.

The outdoor ambiance made the overnight event enticing and fun.

As soon as people went home and family and friends slept, my beau slipped a message that we'd meet at dawn.

The alarm clock woke me up. It was 5 AM. Mama and Papa were still sleeping.

I hurried out from the beach house. I saw my beau standing and waiting for me to go out.

We went to the shore, secluded, with the night sky filling with endless stars. The cold breeze touched our cheeks as he was holding my hands. The dawn wasn't breaking yet. We sat down on a nearby brick bench. His eyes sparkled. It was a memorable moment as we talked about how the day went and how much fun we had.

I played some music on my phone. We sang, from Bruno Mars' Lazy Song to Perfect Two by Auburn, until he hinted for us to stand.

He put his hands around my waist and I put mine on his shoulders. Suddenly, the song went from pop to mellow, until we realized it was a song by Barbra Streisand. It was "I Finally Found Someone".

At that moment, it seems like the world stopped spinning. We were under the moonlight, with the sound of the waves chanting on the background while we did a slow, couple dance.

We managed to complete the whole song as the sky beamed its first light and with the sound of the seagulls echoed through the horizon. 

We sat down, with flushed cheeks and feeling some butterflies in my stomach.

It was my first time, but an unforgettable experience that I will never forget.

Thoughts that are missing

It's been a a long time since I posted here. I miss writing. Well, not really missing it so much. But I miss sharing my thoughts. I miss reading other blogs. Maybe I should update this blog. Lol.

I'm here at my office desk, idle at work, and listening to music. This is the best thing working on a BPO company. You can access any sites unless they'll block it.

I miss my old friends/co-workers who used to work here. I miss the original RN wave-1 non-voice team. I miss chatting on the floor like we're doing nothing. I miss laughing with them. I miss the bullies. I miss when the bully bullies the other bully (make sense?). I miss hanging out with them. This makes me cry, but what can I do? Nothing is really permanent in this world. Good thing I still got my ol' good friends, adding up my Yayabs, who says he's going to read my blog, hehe. :D