iām sorry i didnāt blog that much about you. i did not blog about the time when we first *talked* online, and that the *talk* lasted throughout the day to the point u almost missed ur class. we talked for hours, and i didnāt mind. that day ended with the both of us praying for each other. (boy, i had the longest and most comfortable sleep that night) i also did not blog about the first time we watched a movie together (you, me, and our friends). and the first time we (again, you, me, and our friends) had dinner together.
and iām sorry for not blogging about how i felt whenever u would call meĀ ātitaā and i would annoyingly call u ātitoā back. and the first time we sang a duet (born for you) on the karaoke? oh, the butterflies wouldnāt stop. oh, i also did not blog about the night we watched ātroyā and how you patiently explained all the stuff i didnāt know (and that u stayed up with me even when all our friends are already asleep just so i could finish the movie). thank you, for making me feel that iām not that stupid. i also did not blog about how my heart fluttered whenever u would put ur cap on my head as we walk towards our friendās house or to mine. also that night when i felt out of place in our friend group and u kept on saying sorry on our way home. iām sorry for not blogging that. but thank you for insisting that i should join our friend groupās weekend getaway even though iām still slightly offended for feeling left out. you even bribed me, God u are funny. and i did not blog about the time when the day of our getaway finally came: that day u asked me to exchange spotify playlists for the whole jeepney ride (iām sorry i said no); that day we trekked and u held my hand. that day we also went to ur house and met ur parents and tried the best dinuguan i had in my entire life. then i did not blog about the time u treated me bingsu to make up for that night i felt out of place. also i did not blog the time when u told me that u both saw my dream shoes (actually, āshuzā, ur word not mind) and ur target shoes in a physical store but refused to buy it right there because u said u would buy shoes with me. and iām sorry that i did not blog the time when we actually bought our shoes. and i did not blog about the night we shared how God worked in ur lives. our past mistakes and present struggles. and that same night, we were listening to our friendsā stories while u braid my hair so neatly i didnāt want to take them off the morning after.
i may not blog about them but i surely treasure them. i can still remember and i hope i wont forget.Ā
