I feel bored.... let's do some flashbacks πΈ
I used to think love comes like a movie scene — fast, dramatic, with background music playing. But with Eunice, it came quietly, slowly. Like a song you didn’t know you loved until you realized you’ve had it on repeat for years.
We started off as just friends. Not the fake "just friends" people say when they're secretly dating — real friends. She laughed at my jokes (even when they weren’t funny, maybe it was funny, I don't know), teased me like we were in a Tom and Jerry episode, and somehow always made me feel seen.
She used to call me Edwardo back then — don’t ask me why, but hearing her say it made me feel like a Spanish prince or something. I won’t lie, I waited for her texts like salary. Hanging out with her was the best part of my day, and every time we said goodbye, I’d start counting down till the next time I’d see her.
But I kept quiet. I didn’t want to lose the friendship. I’d already fallen, but she didn’t know. I became the guy in love with his best friend — sounds like a Indian drama series, I know.
Then one day, I got sick. Not the kind of sick where you just lie in bed and drink ☕. It was a hard time for me, both physically and emotionally. But that’s when Eunice showed me something I didn’t expect: extra care. She checked on me, worried about me, stayed close… and something changed.
And then — boom — she told me she had feelings for me too. At first, I thought I was dreaming. I almost asked her to repeat it so I could record it as evidence π . But she meant it. All this time, while I was hiding my feelings, she was doing the same.
Since then, everything has changed.
We talk more — like a lot. We text like we’re running a long-distance relationship, even if we just saw each other the day before. We miss each other after five minutes. Our “good morning” texts now come with extra emojis and “I miss you” tags. And yes… we’ve shared kisses, cuddles, and hugs that feel better than anything I’ve ever known.
She now prefers to call me Davinci (A big upgrade from Edwardo, I just say π). I don't know if it means I'm now her genius artist or just her personal guy, but I love it. I would tattoo her name on my forehead if I wasn’t scared of her mum π.
Sometimes I look at her and still wonder how I got this lucky. She’s sweet, smart, funny, and has this way of making me feel calm even when the world feels crazy. Being with her feels like I’ve found home in a human being.
Eunice, if you're reading this — thank you. Thank you for being patient with me. For seeing me. For choosing me. You were my best friend, and now, you’re also my favorite love story.
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