Summary: Do you believe that real love is boring?

Karina

I woke up earlier than usual.

I think it's… maingat kong chineck yung time sa phone ko on the bedside table so as to not disturb my wife who's sleeping right now with her head tucked under my chin.

It's just 4:45am.

It's still a little dark and a bit cold in our room.

I kissed Winter's forehead and pulled the comforter to our upper bodies.

I realized na nakatulog na naman kaming dalawa ni Winter while cuddling kaya nararamdaman ko na rin yung pagka-manhid ng arm ko.

We’re even sharing one blanket.

I didn’t mind.

I wrapped my hand around to hug Winter closer to me.

Unconscious naman siyang sumiksik pa lalo sa akin.

I sighed at the feel of her soft and warm body.

I also slowly caressed and scratched her back.

I closed my eyes, trying to sleep again.

I could hear the slow beating of our hearts.

Maraming pumasok sa isip ko habang nakapikit.

First, I recalled the thing we did last night…

I smiled.

That was good.

I also thought of breakfast.

What should I prepare for breakfast later?

In an hour, I would have to get up.

Bacon and eggs?

Parang yun na rin yung breakfast namin kahapon but knowing Winter, she would just happily eat it again.

Maybe I’ll just have to think of something else…

What about bacon omelette?

I winced.

That’s still the same, right?

What about for dinner kaya later?

I paused on the thought.

Mamaya ko na siguro yan iisipin.

Or maybe we can eat out na lang ni Winter for dinner.

The thought of work came to mind.

I frowned. I easily discarded it.

I focused on the... now.

I hugged Winter tightly again.

There’s just so many thoughts in my head that I figured I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep anytime soon.

Napadilat ako when I remembered something.

I stared at the ceiling.

There’s this sudden urge.

I suddenly wanted to write.

I carefully removed myself from Winter at pinalit na lang yung isang unan para yun ang yakapin niya.

I placed a soft kiss on her forehead again before I went to the desk on the corner of the room.

I took out a pen and a blank pad.

I peeked at the window and saw the dark bluish skies, the light just starting to come through.

It’s quiet and perfect.

I started writing the thoughts swarming in my head… full of the woman currently sleeping peacefully in our bed without a care in the world.

My love,

Our first anniversary is coming.

Of course, I know you know it really well since you even had it tattooed in your body.

I wish I could also do something brave like that, to have something that will stay with me so I could forever prove my love to you.

But sorry hon, since I can't do tattoos… how about I just kiss you senseless every morning?

I deleted the last part.

Feel ko Winter would use it against me every time.

Saka we always do it naman, nothing new.

Nakaisip ako ng iba.

Sorry hon, since I can't do tattoos… how about I just kiss you senseless every morning?

How about I write you love letters like this every morning?

Napatingin ako sa asawa kong ang sarap ng tulog habang nakayap dun sa unan na binigay ko as a replacement of my body.

I smiled because she really looks like a soft baby when she's sleeping.

Mukha ding mabait pag tulog.

Also wait, love letters?

I know it’s been a while since I wrote her one.

I can write naman from time to time pero to be honest, mukhang di kaya ng every morning.

I changed it.

How about I write you love letters like this every morning? when I'm in the mood?

There.

Mas realistic.

I smirked.

I continued writing.

The first year as your wife, hmm.

If I could describe it in one word, it was…

boring.

I chuckled as I knew Winter would violently react agad after reading this line.

I continued.

Not that kind of 'boring' as you might think.

You know I heard or read from somewhere and it said 'when it's real, it's boring'?

I bit my lip, the pen poised on the pad, as I stared some more at the sleeping form of my wife.

I thought of some things we did together for the first year of our married life.

“Oh giliw naririnig mo ba ang iyong sarili….”

I started to sing in the passenger seat when I heard the pop song th