Last part of our story.
He saw us. That time, I don’t feel anything aside from admiration and nervousness. I don’t wanna think about what he thinks about me or if he still likes me or not. We talked on our way home. Very awkward moments. No one wanna talk because we’re afraid our english will sound so bad that he’ll laugh at us or us laugh to ourselves. Day after that, I went back to my boarding house to get ready for my graduation day. He didn’t come with me.
That night, he texted me. We talked about what we feel. Then he said I look prettier in real life than on cam. I was so flattered. That time I realized he really likes me.
That was last week of April, 2011. He stayed with us for a whole month. Everytime he annoys me, I didn’t talk to him. He’s just there inside the room. Poor boy. One time, I was annoyed, he texted me, saying no one’s talking to him, not even me. I know I was being mean, it’s his first time to be away from his family. For 25, he always has his mom around. So I went there and talked to him. Funny part is there’s a tear ran on her face. I wanna laugh but I know it will be inappropriate. Maybe he just misses his family. So I just wiped it and hugs his back, telling him to talk to my family next time to understand our culture.
We’ve only known each other for a year. I still think nothing’s certain but that’s a known fact about everything on this earth. What matters is if you’re happy with what you have now.
Now that he’s back in the US, we’re still chatting and he’s still attending the church. He sends me gifts every now and then. Really sweet. Him being a sugar daddy. Haha!
He’s always there when I need him and he goes away when I’m annoyed. He’s the most lovable man for me, next to my brothers and papa. It’s hard having a long distance relationship. Missing someone sucks but I’m willing to wait for him. Things will be better as time goes by. These 6 parts of story is for him on his birthday. I am hoping he will appreciate this. He deserves a better gift since he’s been there always.
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