i will be at the 932 bus stop.

to the man i will be with someday, i cant wait to see you. i count days like stars. with utmost patience and with an energy so consuming all i do is dream of things i ought to be doing. BUT with a brimful of hope. wait, an overflowing hope that all these is worth it. there's just so much love in me. get here. get here safe. take your time. i will be waiting. all these is for you.

to the man i will be with someday. you know, i am no longer whole. pieces of me were given to beautiful strangers. yet unwillingly. and dare i say undeserved. but would it make things better if i tell you that this is the last piece. the piece i was holding on to for so long and with all the strength i could muster? i surrender. i will surrender. only to you, my love.

to the man i will be with someday. please bear with my mistakes. my misgivings. my imperfections. my tendency to bear grudges. my biggest flaw of being jealous. if one day, i become unbearable please hold my hand and remind me how i waited. how we both prayed fervently. and nudged the universe for us to connect. to become a polygon. a star. with lines and dots. and all the metaphors i can think of for US. what sweet word: us.

to the man i will be with someday. years from now we could still be together. we could be worlds apart. physical distance, though painful, is easy. you will be with me. like you are now. in the books that i read, in the movies that i see, in the dreams that i have, in the world that i build, in the time that i wait. you'll be as ever present as you are now.

to the man i will be with someday. if ever i forget myself along the way. if ever i get consumed by YOU, i will very much appreciate it if you make me realize how we are "us" because there's you and me. show me my dreams. be patient. remind me that i should be living for me. you should not be used as a crutch my love. only the foolish becomes handicapped when loved.

to the man i will be with someday. we will be one of the lucky ones. we will never spend our whole life searching. for we will realize soon enough how losing each other would be like hitting an iceberg. catastrophic. and sad. and lonely.

to the man i will be with someday. i will dance with you until the last beat. we will go through rigorous practice for countless performances. every now and then we may falter as we may forget the 1-2-3-step. just hold my hand and say, "honey you must have forgotten this bit" in that loving way you say things. only to me. but we will dance. we will dance.

to the man i will be with someday. i am waiting. i am saving a big part of me for you. i am painstakingly doing all the rituals of loving and working on being whole, for you. please get here. ask for directions if you must. just don't get lost along the way. please get here.