Entry 151: Happy Anniversary
Stargazers. That is what they are called. We were walking around Serendra in Fort Bonifacio, Taguig when he asked if we could check out the flower section at Market! Market!. The flower stall owners were setting up for the next day, the first of November… All Saints’ Day. It was almost midnight when he said “Happy anniversary babe” while handing me the pink stargazers.
We spent the night at the pad in Eastwood, Libis. Before heading home the next day we dropped by Starbucks for morning coffee. We were the only ones with flowers on our table. Stargazers in a bottle of Evian even.
After a while you get used to the stares. After a while you meet the stares of strangers and smile back while carrying a bottle (?) of flowers with your left hand, and your right hand wrapped around the waist of your boyfriend.
Happy anniversary babe.
We spent the night at the pad in Eastwood, Libis. Before heading home the next day we dropped by Starbucks for morning coffee. We were the only ones with flowers on our table. Stargazers in a bottle of Evian even.
After a while you get used to the stares. After a while you meet the stares of strangers and smile back while carrying a bottle (?) of flowers with your left hand, and your right hand wrapped around the waist of your boyfriend.
Happy anniversary babe.