profondo paradiso

pretend this was us and not something i googled up.

it was supposed to be an ordinary [bleep]day for me and my jellybean; she, trying to absorb a lecture, and me, running out of things to do at home. but nay, we can't settle for another mundane day away from each other. so i gassed up the car, picked her up and we decided to hold up a jollibee, because no one's ever done it and pointing a gun at that effeminate giant insect must feel good. however, traffic was quite heavy in our prospective direction so we u-turned and just went to the beach instead. right choice.

after about an hour of talking, singing, laughing, driving with one hand because i was holding hers with the other, buying a footlong sandwich and contemplating what it would be like to have a penis of that length (just one more inch, dammit), we arrived at the place that seemingly had been reserved for us because we had it all to ourselves. money switched palms and we immediately undressed near the car to reveal our swim garb underneath, much to each other's delight, mostly mine due to the small black pieces of cloth with strings covering her oh-so-wonderful treasure chest. with her porcelain skin and curves at the proper areas, i think i lost the ability to control my saliva flow and was wet before i even hit the water.

we first dipped our heavenly bodies (okay, only hers) into the pool and stayed there for quite a while. my sexy fair lady knew how to swim but she refused my requests to show off her butterfly and backstroke. insert breaststroke joke here. i was underwater most of the time, admiring her luscious legs, hoping my lenses remained in my eyes. we kissed, we hugged, we had a lot of fun especially when it got silly. there's this stupid dance step i do to a boy band song and we found out that it's not advisable to do it in a pool. we did bullet-time sequences and she was in stitches when i performed a multiple kick move. i always love how she laughs. i tried teaching her this water-squirting thing i can do with my hands but she just can't do it. nobody else can. nobody.

wouldn't it be cool if like, there was a way you could go from the pool to the sea without leaving the water? anyways, we headed to the shore and soaked in the warm liquid salt. with no one else in the water, we felt like we owned everything up to the edge of the horizon. i watched her be scared of the waves like a kid. the waves werent that big but they assaulted her nonetheless. a priceless moment, and i knew i am truly in love with her. a shark could come by and bite my head off and i would die happy.

people started to pour in as we turned to the showers and there's a part of this story that i have to skip but i'll just say that it involves a door without a lock. we dressed, drove home and danced in the car. it was a perfect day until i fucked up a bit in the end. darn bicyclist. anyways, overall, it was a great first real date, the best ever i've had so far, a memory meant to be reminisced over and over again. the gods envied us that day.

may the fates who have brought us together conspire to pave a promising future for us so that we'll hope no more and just be.

i love you, love.


p.s. so screw me.