"Goodmorning, Love"

Do you remember what I used to call you?, he asked. I paused for a second. Good thing he gave me a clue before he asked me. Thanks to my quick-thinking mind.

"Love", i answered.

Chat, chat, chat on a daily basis. Getting the hang of it now. Reminisce the good old days. Glitches of questions arises at times but smoothly answered without pinning it down. Start of the new friendship. Till he asked: "Late na ba?"

Oh no, don't tell me he's seriously getting into this! I am at fault too for getting into this. I might have pushed it. Part of me is liking it.

After a couple of days, he started calling me "love." Everyday, he greets me "goodmorning love" whether I am online or not. He would leave a message. I know I am liking the idea of being loved. But I know this is not right. Is it?

Called me on Christmas and talked to him on New Years. Short and sweet. Everything is short and sweet.

Just after New Years, the communication became less and less. And I admit, I am missing him. He didn't communicate with me for a day and I started becoming paranoid. I can't stop thinking about it. Then, questions of trust... Did I just fall stupidly in the same trap once again? Was he real when he said he love me? Was it just a spur of the moment? Did he have a change of heart?

This is what I don't like about relationships. Mind games. Why can't they just come up to me and say it straight?

Wait a minute, why in the hell am I obsessing about this? I have a beautiful husband who loves me so much? Why am I running after someone who have hurt me when my husband is loving me unconditionally?

"Wake up, silly me! Enough of the daydreaming. The reality is better than what you are dreaming of"