Last night, my best friend and I were chilling at "One O One", a local cafe that attracts young single adults to flocks there for the reason which I have yet to discover.
We order our drinks, talk about dream, and discuss about love. I turn to her and ask:"Do you believe that there's always someone somewhere in this world is waiting for you?"
"Yes, I do believe that."she replied with her eyes filled with tears yet not letting it pouring out of her eyes as if it she knew it a long time ago or to her it is a fact then is indescribable.
She, then, shared with me about her story of someone waiting, perhaps caring, for her somewhere in the world for 13 years. I could not express how I feel inside when I heard her touching story. But, I felt happy for her. I believe that's an appropriate, perhaps most suitable, word to describe my feeling of joy for her love story.
I, too, is blessed with such a happy event. Not only there was one person who was thinking of me in the other part of the world; but, two. Two very passionate and sincere individuals.
Overwhelmed...
Exciting...
Scared...
I don't know where will it end. But, I do know I need more hope and faith for it is something that I long for-to be loved and love in return.
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