A Victim of the Criminal Mind

9.18.2004

This is in response to my SO's blog.
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There is only a very limited number of guys left here on Earth who are born "romantic". Well, as the movie once said, good guys are like parking lots--they're already taken. And I agree. I just happen to be a freakingly LUCKY driver. I got the best parking lot-- and I don't even have a driver's license.

It was exactly two weeks in passing that I have been a victim of his criminal mind. In this situation, the thoughts doesn't count. What matters here is the actual execution of the evil plan. I hate surprises--and he sucks in planning it. He always has this knack for dropping hints and eventually spoiling the surprise. But last, last week he was brilliant. For an LDR couple like us, we value our time together over anything else. Everytime he comes home, we are ALWAYS together. We're inseparable like a pair of slippers!

It was an awfully lazy Saturday morning. I was in bed, frolicking in between the sheets and very carefree of the time. Hey! I wasn't suppose to go to work! I was just going to savor the whole afternoon's nothingness.

Evil Mission # 1: To pull me out of the bed on a Saturday morning without being too obvious. To drag me into this Esatto Cafe in Essel Supermarket for an alleged "friendly treat" courtesy of one of our close friend.

ACCOMPLICE # 1: Joan.
You see, the day was really weird. Aside from being treated to an early breakfast, she asked me to go with her to the market. One trip to the market is actually excruciating for me. That day, I was suppose to go to the market THRICE. Poor victimized me. So, off to market I went with her...the innocent and unsuspecting victim that I was.

After our trip to the market, we were on our way to the cafe where she works. He was supposed to meet me there. On our way to the entrance, Joan was pointing to something northwards. It made me look up. I didn't notice him sitting adjacent to my table. Ergo, I ruined their plan.

I was oblivious. I was on the verge of heading back home and sleeping, or stay inside the cafe and smoke. I didn't have a lighter so the first option was easily discarded off my mental list. The thought that there was someone outside, and that he's probably smoking and he might have a lighting gadget crossed my mind. But I didn't entertain it. To cut the story short, he became quite impatient. He approached me from behind and cupped my eyes in his hands.

For a couple in a long distance relationship like us, we value our time together--and that gave him away. We both wear our watches on the right wrist and upon grabbing his, I freaked out. I knew it could only be him. My SO.

"Oh my God, Gary! You're crazy! You're crazier than i thought! ".

For a moment there, I knew that my love-filled and shocked stares are all the communication we could handle. I knew that even without moving my lips, he understood me. I love him, and he knew that.

For the first time in my life, I didn't have to use words.