Today I found some sort of peace in my heart, where I am not in any hurry. I don’t know what it is exactly or how it came about. It’s not the same as the off moments with the previous one where I don’t like the guy at all. With this one, think I still somehow like him, but I don’t feel the constant need to have moments with him. I am okay with friendly gestures. Or just simply seeing him virtually. I am okay with that. It doesn’t mean I may like him any less, and it doesn’t fuel any fires. I am…okay. No hurry.

I have to remember that every story is different and other stories don’t have to be my story too. I’m okay. I still wish there’s something that would come out of this, but I don’t think I’d be devastated if there’s none. For the first time ever I think I am finally appreciating the road I am in, the getting to know stage, and I am learning to do away with my expectations.

I like him, but that is just about it. And I’m okay with that. :)

Wait for the girl who wants to be your best bud;
the kind of girl who understands the imperfect you,
The one that pats you on the back for a job well done;
and shares her shoulder if you need someone to lean on.

…

Wait for the girl who lets you pursue GOD before anything else;
the kind of girl who knows her purpose in this life and the next.
The one who waits for God to write her lovestory;
and the girl who waits for you too, the only one you’ll ever have to love.

My heart just about melted into a puddle of goo. ? This isn’t for me though (darn it! haha); just got the link from the writer’s friend. Altogether now: awwwww.

It’s Friday, and I guess it’s okay to be in love (sort of). :P

Mental reminder: I will not listen to anyone else assess whatever is happening and say whether something will happen. They do not know. I do not know. So let’s not preempt anything. I may be saying this so they won’t burst my bubble, and it may be very selfish of me to do that, and potentially hurtful. But it’s okay. I think I can handle myself better than they think I can.

One day, one step, one page at a time. No rush. No expectations.

When we want something badly enough, do we not convince ourselves that it is meant for us? When we fall in love, do we not think it inevitable that the other person must return the feeling?

- Patriciang Payatot, from Catch a Falling Star by Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo

Ah yes, I can definitely relate to this right now.

I need to dance.

There is some kind of freedom in dancing, something almost liberating. I like how anonymous I am in the room, and how no one minds if I make a mistake because it’s just a dance for fitness. I like how I can get lost in the music, concentrate in the steps, and just let loose, without having to worry about anything, or anyone.

I love that dancing is a reprieve from thoughts of you, from my tendency to over think things.

From the start to the end, it was fun. I liked how polite you are, and while I can’t say that’s you exerting extra effort because of me, I just thought it was really nice. Plus points, I guess.

Thanks for being friendly with my friends, for staying and talking and for just being so nice.

There were “lines”, but I’m not sure if I should read anything to that…better I don’t. No, no, I won’t.

I think I like you.

Taking a step back now, to make sure my heart stays okay. I’m pretty sure no one else would get this except for me, but I want to let this out in hopes of making it come true: I am interested, and I want to get to know you. No rush, no expectations, nothing. One step, one day, one chat, one book at a time. Yes?

Thank You, Lord. :)

Please, please don’t let my heart have too many expectations.

Please, please, just let me enjoy it.

Please, please.

One step at a time, dear heart.

Thank You for the opportunities. :)

I think I just found the song that will forever remind me of you. Oh dear. :-<