just when i'm about to enter dreamland, i felt his hand in my arms softly shaking me. it was already two in the morning and we have to leave in one hour to make sure we catch the morning balloon flight. realizing that he can't wake me up that easily (as i was still pretending to be asleep), he planted soft kisses on my forehead; tracing my nose before finally ending at my lips.
now insert the juicy story here, use your imagination.
but i want to assure you, we still made it to the hot air balloon fiesta.
and no post-valentine greetings to you, guys. baka masaksak ako!