Made Not Only in Heaven

I'm a sucker for love stories.

Lately, I've been exposed to a love story in progress. Boy meets boy at a party. They like each other. Goes out. Boy #1 heads to province. Boy #2 follows him after getting tired of long distance calls and hundreds of text messages. They are now together officially, on their way back to Manila with similar bracelets that signify their new status. Not to mention the big smiles on their faces. This is what I am learning:

One, it really takes a long while sometimes to find that one person that will make your heart jump and be completely bewitched by his presence in your life. It's divine to fall in love. The spark between two people is a rare gift one cannot order or manipulate.

Two, when God gives him to you, the ball is in both your hands. You are both in-charge of making this love story beautiful. You can't just lay down and wish it on you. There is a difference between a love story you read or watch and the story of your life. The latter requires you to get up and do something to develop this gift into a thing of beauty.

Being a hopeless romantic means that while you long for and believe in the "awww" moment, you also know when it's time to stop just imagining things. While one person may initially lead the dance, the other person will learn that he can't just be dragged to it. He should also start moving, maybe following but eventually creating new steps too for both of them.

If you are starting your love story, don't be lazy. Use your "kilig" and your creativity to pursue each other. Don't be passive and just wait for him to make you feel special. Galaw-galaw. Constantly think of ways to make him feel special too. Cultivating love means some amount of energy, time, resources, creativity and effort. It is both your responsibility to turn this into your own magical love story.

So write that mushy letter, bake that sweet cake, put that necklace around his neck or sing that song to him. Whatever. Do it. Don't stop.