I'm Waiting for Him to Come Home

Ten months. That's how long I asked him to wait. In ten months, it will all be official.

I hated how school just started. It felt as though I only had two days of summer vacation instead of two months of it. It wasn't enough for me. Classes started in.... our school first, so we still get to text each other while I'm in class. And then, just yesterday, he was sent off to the seminary for school, too. It felt like hell to me as soon as he ended our call, our call before he went to school. And now, I don't know when we'll get to see each other again. We made lots of plans like going to the movies and watching the second installment of the Transformers as soon as the seminary let them go home. But of course, I'm still anxious as to when that'll be happening. He promised that as soon as he's home for the weekend, he'll text me. Little does he know, as soon as one in the afternoon that day hit, the time when he'll be going to school, I burst into sobs.

Time has gone so fast for me, those precious past two months that I've devoted to that college entrance test review center. We were just friends at first but the day after we got into our fight, he confessed that he learned to love me, in the brief time that he met me and we became friends. At first, I didn't want to accept it; I even got mad at him for ruining our friendship so both he and I insisted that we pretend he never said those words. But when we met up that afternoon at the local mall after we missed our teacher and we didn't get a chance to file our papers, in that brief two hours, I didn't want to be away from him. I then realized that I loved him, too.

I wasn't allowed yet to have a boyfriend so I promised him that after ten months, he could court me and then we'd be an official couple. I didn't know that first love could be this potent. I learned to cherish every sweet text message from and I saved all of them in my phone. And then I realized, I wanted to be with him forever. Being without him became one of my fears, a concern that I confessed to him. He told me not to be afraid, he said he won't hurt me and he won't look for another, he only wanted one and that was me.

And so, I'm waiting for him to come home to me, and for these coming ten months to pass like an unexpected breeze, so fast that you barely felt it, just so I can be with him and for him to be mine, and I his.

Posted by: Jess