“Stay away from Juliet”
“Marry me Juliet, you’ll never have to be alone.
I love you, and that’s all I really know.
I talked to your dad–go pick out a white dress…”
As I looked at the calendar, gone are the days in month of May. We were supposed to get married this June 10, 2009, but due to an expense of time and with our financial standing we have to suspend it until October…hopefully. What I am anticipating as our June civil wedding might turn out to be a dream wedding with enough savings and support from some friends and family. Even if we do not have a great wedding, I simply desire to… have an event asking for the hand of a the guy I love. I am not a conventional/traditional partner I guess.
“Romeo save me, they’re trying to tell me how to feel.
This love is difficult, but it’s real.
Don’t be afraid, we’ll make it out of this mess.”
Love story…
So I sneak out to the garden to see you.
We keep quiet, cause we’re dead if they knew
So close your eyes…
escape this town for a little while.
Cause you were Romeo- I was the scarlet letter,
And my daddy said “stay away from Juliet”
but you were everything to me-
I was begging you, please don’t go
And I said…
“Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone.
I’ll be waiting; all there’s left to do is run.
You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess.
It’s a love story, (you say) “baby, just say yes”
I dated a lot of guys before I met mac, mostly I had failed relationships although I am a hopeless romantic like most of “us”. We met through a potential business transaction, he was so skilled in marketing that the business proposal ended with us dating instead. He immediately had his way to meet my friends more so my family but somehow I never allowed it to happen. It was out of my norm to get too serious with someone or fall in love the least, hurt is evitable that way.
I was so denying the fact that I develop certain feelings for him that I opted to date other guys the same time Mac is courting me. I wanted to be honest and told him everything, he was deeply hurt. What I hoped to be evitable regrettably became inevitable, I secretly admired him for bearing the pain and pursued me more instead. Then all of a sudden, everything became too dramatic that in reality it felt like our relationship was only a duet themed with ”You and Me Against the World”. We were perfect for each other, “a perfect 10″– with him as the skinniest number ONE and myself as a rounder ZERO.
Hardships and complications arose, but not because of our relationship. A conflict within a very up-tight family and during that time I got to know Mac’s side of the family and came to love them more instead. I met his relatives in Bulacan and instantly felt home, surounded by a ton of his cousins and “kalog” relatives, which is a long awaited desire of mine–a happy and fun family. With all the happiness I had with knowing him and his world, he worked out the first reconciliation between me and my family. I asked for forgiveness from my father and mother, and feuds were somewhat resolved because of Mac.
Looking forward to June 11, a day of remembrance. “…all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”(Romans 8:28)
In love,
Katrina Pickets
