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Have you ever read a book wherein you skipped pages or took a peek of the ending to see how the story is going to be? I am guilty. And my punishment? I ended up disappointed by losing the thrill and the real essence of why I was reading a book. I wasted time and energy.

Admittedly, many times I wished I could see how my relationship with my girlfriend is going to be. Well I attempted to guess, like dominoes, in my mind how our life together will become. I failed because frequently, if not always, there have emerged unexpected trials and good turns. I have had positive and negative thoughts which looked unrealistic. I oftentimes chose not to believe because they are either too good or too bad. But they are all true and they exist right in my face. 

Our story was published making it almost fully unrestricted which is contrary to how we wanted it to be. It may have become an open book to many. But then still, we have chosen only a few friends— close and tough ones- who to share with our undertakings. Oh you get yourself ready because you may be one of them.

I understand that you are still puzzled by the pieces slowly put together. We advise you not to conclude yet or never. We are not even halfway to the story’s drama-filled part. But anyway we’ll reach there.

The real conflict isn’t still visible. It’s not yet in this chapter. However, we are now in one of the pages in which we would wish to advance the book’s leaves or close our eyes so as to ignore the sad scenes and skim towards the beautiful parts. We are always lured to take a clue of how everything will be. Well, it is tempting but I won’t give in because I am sure it’s not worth it. I choose to turn each page slowly and honestly. Who’s worried, anyway? We have the best author in the world whose first, middle and last name is Love.

Again I say, this story may not give us the ending we all are expecting to have. But I will never skip or skim because I trust that true love only tests and eventually rewards a good story.

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