Antukin ako, inaamin ko. Hindi rin ako kokontra sa kasabihang ito. Totoo naman kasi, eh. Gusto ko lang na maintindihan mo — hindi ka nakaka-walang gana kausap, ikaw nga ang paborito kong kapalitan ng mga salita. Sadyang kung may isang ugali akong hindi ko mapipigilan, iyon ay ang paghikab.
Ngunit kapag nakikita mo ang mapupungay kong mga mata sunod sa mga walang tigil kong hikab, ikaw pa ang nag-eengganyo sa akin na matulog na. Tatanggi ako nang tatanggi — I’m a heavy-sleeper, ayokong mainip kita. Pero imbes na magalit ka ay hihintayin mo ako’t kakamustahin mo pa ang bawat tulog ko.
“You know what your body needs the most. Kung ayon ang sinasabi mg katawan mo, sino ako para humadlang?”
You said, and it’s almost like Thanos snapped his fingers — all of my worries vanished at once. My pending questions were cleared, washed away from my anxious mind. We don’t need to change ourselves in order to be loved.
Salamat sa pagtitiis— for bearing with all my tantrums when I begin to feel sleepy, for waiting until I wake up from my never-overlooked naps, for not getting furious even when I fall asleep in the middle of our conversation.
And despite all of it, my inescapable flaws and prominent shortcomings, you still manage to wish me a good dream. (I hope you know a dream is only considered a “good dream” if you’re in it.)
Thank you for making the meaning of love a tad less complicated, especially for a sleepyhead like me, because you happened and I knew…
Love is about making them understand the importance of listening to our bodies.
Love is about wanting to fight off the nightmares coming close to them.
Love is about wishing that they would sleep well.
