more on the hypothetical

dear sd,

do you know that it thrills me when you fantasize about the hypothetical? that it makes my stomach turn when you imagine, dream of a time and place where we are married? hmmm... cheesy, i know, but when i think i indulge in such forbidden thoughts, the city girl that i am, gets transported into a scene from the sound of music. hmmm... clean air, greens, everything just PERFECT. maybe its because i know its one of your favorite movies. maybe because the hypothetical in my mind is just that, PERFECT.

if we were married, i'd take care of you. i'd take cooking lessons, and cook for you. when you'd come home, i'd be mabango and will greet you with a kiss. i'll ask you about your day, and join you while you're eating dinner. then, i'll make sure you drink your meds, and take care of all your skin issues.

in the morning, i'll prepare your breakfast, and wake you up with a kiss. i'll be right there as you get dressed. i'll help you with your coat, and make sure you're all clean, pressed, and looking every inch the head of agency you are. :)

not sure if i'll be working for you though. maybe, maybe not. i would still be your hea. if so, then i'd be riding to work with you. holding your hand on the way.

you'd be eating red rice, muscovado sugar, organic veggies, and tofu meat. :) once in a while, maybe once a month, you can have your bad food. but only in moderation. i love you too much to allow you to slowly kill yourself. over my own dead body.

we'd argue, the way we do. maybe even majorly disagree. i don't think we'll shout or scream. alam ko, you love me enough na pagbibigyan mo ako. and i love you enough na hindi kita sasabayan. you understand me. you get me. in a way one ever has. in a way only my best girlfriends do. maybe, not even.

hay naku sd. life isn't fair.

yes. i'm okay with this for "forever". in fact, that's what i want. i'll be your number two. for as long as i have everything that a number 1 gets, except the paper and the shared roof. ganun kita kamahal. that i'm willing to play second fiddle, forever.

hay naku sd. you make me so happy. its not fair that its flawed.