Friday, June 17

9.27 am

somewhere in the middle of ortigas, en route to the office. hot, humid day. traffic. feeling drowsy and braindead, dreading the onslaught of work waiting.

then a text message:

i want to live
the rest of my life
with you Bebe.
Mwah

my eyes teared. made my day. and the rest of my life.

2 comments:

gra said...

sweet naman... :-)

krangsquared said...

whoever sent that, you probably should marry him. hee hee... :)