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A love so hard to find, but for someone who has not long to live or a love so normally subtle and sweet but would last a lifetime?

I've seen and witnessed two stories of love... and I just smile to the universe by letting me be a life voyeur once again.

I attended a wedding of two people, their love is as soothing as the summer breeze, the type that will herald grandchildren and athritic massages at their dying day. In short a love that will last.

A friend who I haven't seen for a long time has this story to tell. It's poignantly true and is not a product of my imagination.

She found someone who she really liked, they dated and then like a scene from a Hollywood movie, the guy was acting weird on their date. Worried she asked the guy what was wrong and she found out that the guy has the Big C.

Oh my gawd, it was so weird and unreal for me.

But being the presumptuous being as I am, I told her that she needs him in this journey. She chose this predicament we don't know why. But I sense (feeling na naman) she was very much changed. I don't know if it's a product of my fertile imagination.

Hayy, me, what would I chose? I am not sure, I think I am in love with the universe and love. But this day is so weird....

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