Once we get married, we would travel to different countries. We would travel time zones as we clasp each other’s hand with my head on your shoulder, and your head over my head. And then, we’ll stay on the same hotel suite, this time, there would be no hesitations to sleep in one bed. We would have breakfast together, or we could even watch movies together. This time no need for the permission of others, everything would just depend on the both of us. Just us, our hearts and our mind together, without anyone disturbing and without anything worrying about.
Our first destination would be Paris, because it’s the city where we would fall in love over and over again, we would have a romantic candle light dinner on one of the restaurants in the Eiffel Tower. And then we would stroll while we are holding each other’s hand and I would feel delighted, because finally I found someone who’s palms prophesied my infinity of love.
And then we would go to Greece. And we would visit the Greek God Zeus, and we would kiss in front of him and we would proudly say that we are one of the people he broke and we’re able to find our way back to each other.
And then we would go to Brazil, and visit the Christ the Redeemer Statue and pray in front of Jesus, and tell Him that we are able to carry on with all the mishaps because He was there with us— To enlighten us, to wipe our tears, to help us carry our loads and to still fighting our way back to each other.
And then we would fly to South Korea, and we would ride the Namsan Cable Car so that we would feel like as if we are in the Korean Movies, but the thing is, ours is without a director and this is true.
And lastly, we would go back to Philippines. Because it is where we would settle down and would live our lives together as we journey to the infinity of love through mountains and roller coaster of problems of life and its happiness.