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The Thinker

I have thought of you today like I did yesterday, two days ago, a week ago, a month ago, a year ago… I have thought of you today like I did on the days that passed in my life with you. 

But I am thinking of you today in a lot more special way. All thoughts have accumulated that every day I become more and more overwhelmed by happy anticipation.

I am thinking of you today like I am collecting memories that I will keep as treasures in my life. I am thinking that everything shall pass away but not the memories of us.

I am thinking of 21st October when you said yes to my question, "will you be my girlfriend?"… To me, then, that was a pre-nuptial “I-do” or a pre-engagement question, “will you marry me?”

I am thinking of all the three vacations in the Philippines spent with you. And yes, I am thinking of them in details. 

I am thinking of you and us and I am thinking of our tomorrow and how it would be.

I love you.

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