Some of my friends asked me how Patrick and I had crossed our road to forever. Where to begin? Well, it was not as romantic as love tales you read on novels or see on movies. It’s rather as quick as the collision between two planets to form a new one. This is how I describe our love story. Now, let me share with you how our two different worlds became one.
I grew up and was raised in Mindanao, a second largest major island in Philippines where I spent a lot of beautiful memories with friends and family for 20 years of my time. Sometime in 2011, I helped a friend on his masteral thesis. While we were working on his thesis together, he introduced his guy friend to me in the middle of our conversation. His name is Patrick and he is from Austria, a small land in Europe. I must be bad in history because I didn’t really know about this country at the beginning . Anyway, Patrick and I began to talk about a software related topics. He is very talkative and knowledgeable. We talked about world history, politics, economy, jobs and way of life. We have developed friendship over the years.
Early 2013, there came another breakdown in my life when I received a call from afar telling me that my boyfriend died. I didn’t know how to react at first. He was so dear to me. I couldn’t believe he is gone. I cried and shouted, I gone crazy knowing i couldn’t do anything about it. It felt like everything had been turned upside down. It seemed like it was the end of the world. I was horribly sad and terribly lonely. I lost interest in everything. I just wanted to end my life. My family and friends came to my rescue and there was Patrick who was unable to stop talking with me always making sure I wouldn’t do nasty things to myself as I lived alone in my flat in Cebu. He called me the next day, and the next, letting me remember life is meant to live and that I should see the positive side of it instead of wasting my energy and emotion to the things that can’t be changed anymore. He has a very positive and cheerful attitude. I didn’t really know exactly how I managed to slowly accept the truth.
Months have passed, I have decided to take a holiday leave from work and wanted to spend a week vacation in an island where no one knows me, to get myself totally firm again. I booked a hotel and planned my iterinary. I was very excited to travel alone. Two weeks before my intended vacation, Patrick popped up on my skype telling me he is travelling to Japan but unexpectedly there was a sudden change in his iterinary as he would also want to see Philippines for two weeks. I mentioned my vacation to him to which he wanted to join in.
I fetched him before I went to work on that August 2013 when he arrived at the Cebu airport. At the airport I saw two men approaching towards me carrying their laggage and were looking so tired. One was hazel eyed, dirty blonde haired tall white guy in his blue shirt and short who I was sure was Patrick and the other one was as tall but skinny in his long pants and brown shirt. The two were travel buddies. It was awkward, I was so shy compared to the two who were super shy haha. Yes, Patrick and I have only met online and it was our first meeting in real. I didn’t expect he is mysteriously quite in person. Overwhelmed by awkwardness, we didn’t talk, we were only exchanging smiles, not until I saw them paying 1000 pesos to the porter. I terrorized and argued with them until the issue was solved. We finally introduced one another shortly before I left for work after our short arguement. We hanged out every day in the city. I toured them around during the day. Basically I was a walking zombie for one whole week as i worked at night, glad the date of my vacation finally came. My uncle drove me North 4 hours away from the city with the two guys. It took us a bit longer as we got lost somewhere. I was very talkative on our way pointing out sceneries and objects like a real tour guide that may interest them. But for some reason they remained very silent. We finally reached Bogo and rented a boat to transport us to Malapascua island. I have witnessed their excitement in the middle of the sea while enjoying the sound of the waves that struck our boat. We reached our destination shortly before evening, we carried our bags and went straightly to our respective hotel rooms.
We spent our days together with the other tourists in the island doing island activities such as snorkeling and island hopping. On the fourth day, I noticed how Patrick looked deeply into my eyes. I felt like a melting soul and I started to feel uncomfortable. I pretended to be as is and began to talk a lot trying to distract my overthinking syndrome. We rented a motorbike to take a tour around the island before sunset that day. Patrick offered me a ride after I confessed I don’t know how to drive. We drove around and stopped at every corner of the island. I hugged him from behind. It was like a joyride like that scene out of a movie. We have slowly begun to feel comfortable with each other’s company. After our island joyride, Patrick brought me to the romantic restaurant by the sea where we spent our dinner together. We went outside right after our romantic dinner and walked on the beach underneath the shallow moonlight, with silvery highlighted waves that crashed against the shore and turned into a bubbly foam. It was so beautiful to look at. We laid down by the beach under the star pickled night sky, pointing to a cluster stars and a moon while we were exhanging stories. The way he looked at me was like the moon and the stars shone out of my eyes . I knew we were both shy to admit it but we didn’t want to end that night. It was hard to sleep, I was thinking about him. The next morning, I heard someone walking through my hotel room and knocked the door. So I rolled over and opened it. Surprisingly he stood up there with a tender bouquet of flowers without a word. He handed it to me with a sweet smile on his face. I was feeling kilig but didn’t show it off. I thanked him and smiled back instead.
On the last day of our island vacation, we sailed our way to Kalanggaman island in Leyte. I still remember how the big waves attacked our boat, we loved it though it was fun. After an hour of swinging in the middle of the sea, we have had glimpse of the pure white shore powdery sand and verdant coconut grove of the island from a short distant. The water is just so clear and pure. We finally docked and enjoyed the fine pearl white sandy beach. After a couple of hours in that island paradise, we headed back to Malaspascua, prepared our things and drove back to Cebu as they needed to go back to Austria the next day.
At the airport few minutes before they flew away, Patrick hugged me so tight and unexpectedly said ‘I LOVE YOU’ to me. I have witnessed how his eyes spoke his heart with full of respect he kissed me on the forehead before he bid goodbye. I was so speechless! Prior to entering the waiting lounge, he turned his eyes on me for the last time and was looking so sad. I went home. Minutes later, I received a text from him telling me how sad he is for leaving me behind and that he missis me already. I was teary eyed I actually miss him too and it was painful to see him leave. We were only friends but It felt like we have that special connection. He left me with an exciting impression. He is a very wonderful guy. The way he looked at me with those eyes filled with emotions felt like the way all the woman want to be looked by a man. The way he holds me felt like I have all the love and care of the world, every woman would get jealous of. He has a very good sense of humor only me can laugh about. Everything about him is just perfect. I found a sudden change in myself. I started to bloom again. I started to get interested in things again. I started to believe in myself again.
I received a call from him the next morning confessing all his feelings for me, he was teary eyed. I tried to change the topic. I wanted to make sure that my feelings for him is true. Our everyday conversation became a habit. I found a freedom in him, I could be silly, childish and we could talk about everything. I tried his patience many times but he never gave up on me. It felt as if his life only revolves around me. The distance kept bringing us together. I missed him every day, I got addicted to our everyday conversation. I was just so stubborn to admit it to him. After a couple of months of talking every day , I couldn’t help it anymore but revealed how much I feel for him. We just wanted to be together right away, right now. We were so mad about the distance and the slow wavelength that connected our communication. We couldn’t do anything about the intense and deep love we have for each other. He was in Austria and i was in Philippines. Everything ran smoothly between us despite the distance. We never expected our love to unfold on its own way. His existence in my world is an answer to an exciting mystery novel. On May 2014 he came back to Philippines and proposed for marriage. We promised our undying love for each other on the same month May 19, 2014, he was 25 and i was 22 when we got married. I followed him in Austria a year after. I am enjoying the undying love of my husband now in Austria, and we’ll be celebrating our second year anniversary this month. <3
Here are some of our wedding photos. Photography credits to Jade Manson and Jarlou Valenzuela
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