Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Romance | Tags: Intellectual Intercourse
I was going to see John the second time - that's about 10 months since we met in March and four months after intense regular communication. Intense! Yes, that's how I describe it. I woke up to his messages. As soon as I got to the office, I'd open chat first before I opened my work email. We texted as if there was no tomorrow. On my way home, I never noticed the heavy traffic because we were busy texting.
We talked about everything and anything. But all were sensible - mentally arousing. We got so hook with each other's wit. We argued - sweetly! Our minds connected. We were two being separated by distance but very much linked by our minds. It's just like our brains were intertwined, like two brains in one.
So imagine the excitement when I learned about his trip to Manila. He said that he's going to see me - oh to pick me up from the office. Then the excitement turned into anxiety. What if he didn't really remember me? What if that person he thought he met was not me? What if he only liked my wit and the woman he thought who was charming and pretty was only his imagination?
I made sure that I was beautiful that day we were going to meet. I also smelled really good. I don't know but he preoccupied my mind. I felt like a teenager going on a first date.
I waited for his call. He sent a message saying that they went straight to MOA. I asked trying not to sound extra excited if he were coming to the office. He said he will try but he ma...