"Why do you still have his picture?" He said,

I looked away from my book and stared at the picture that he was holding. He took it from my wallet since he was rummaging due to boredom.

"Sentiments", I said, then looked at him. I can see the jealousy in his eyes.

I smiled.

"What are you smiling for? How come you have his picture in your wallet while you don't have mine?"

He is seriously cute when he is this jealous. I laughed.

Now that I thought about it, I forgot that I still have that picture in my wallet.

However, I won't let him know.

"You never gave me yours", I said, trying to suppress my laughter cause he's too damn cute.

He squinted at me.

"But he hurt you, doesn't his picture remind you of the pain he caused?"

"It doesn't matter if it's for the sake of memories. You should give me yours so I can put it in my wallet."

"No, I don't want a picture of me... I want the picture of us in your wallet and that would be my advantage from him"

I laughed at him because of his remarks while he reached for his phone to find a good picture of us, I guess.

I let him scroll relentlessly while I continued reading my book.

"Do you still love him?" He said so suddenly.

"If... By any chance... If he comes... back and says he... loves you and wants you... Will you choose him over me?" he said in a low tone voice.

I closed the book and looked at him.

I can see that he is afraid of the answers that I will give.

" If ever he'll come back knocking at the door, I will say 'thank you but those feelings are long gone.' " I said, then, I added,

"I LOVED him. He'll forever hold a special place in my heart but that's it."

I don't know if I gave him any assurance but that put a little smile on his face.

Just a little because he knew how heavy the word "love" means to me.

I'd never say it if I never meant it.

Saying I love you is a big deal for me.

I hate seeing him so sad. It gives me heartache.

So I cupped his face and kissed his forehead.

Then his eyes which made him close them.

Then his nose.

His cheeks.

And as I was about to kiss his lips, which is clearly what he's been anticipating for,

I paused because

I wanted to take a picture of what he looks like right now. But I can't cause he'll notice.

So, instead, I tried to memorize his facial expression.

He is forming his lips into a pout, ready to be kissed.

Together with his ears that are so red due to blushing

And since I feel so naughty

I kissed his chin and let him go

I then reach for my book while still side glancing at him

He looks like a kid whose treats have been taken away.

But Damn! He looks too HOT right now.

Come on! Erase that thought!

I tried to concentrate on the book I am reading

But instead, he grabs my face and kisses me on the lips

I blinked so much that my eyes hurt right now.

What the? My first kiss!

He just stole my first kiss!!

The moment his lips parted from mine, he smiled so smugly. HELL! I'm supposed to be angry but who can be angry when he's looking so hot and sexy!

" Since you didn't kiss my lips, I kissed yours," he said in overflowing confidence.

I never thought he'd do something like this.

I got up from our table and walked out of the café.

He suddenly put everything we have in his bag and followed.

" Hey! Wait a minute! I'm sorry!" he said while trying to catch me.

" Leave me alone", I said.

That idiot... I was trying so hard not to kiss him and he has just destroyed my hard work of patience and temperance.

Yes! I'm not actually mad at him.

I walked out because if I stayed with him for another minute I might want another kiss

I can't get the feel of his lips out of my mind.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

"Love, please don't be mad at me", He said as he grabbed me

I grabbed his collar and gave him a kiss...

A long one... So I can get enough of it.

As I let go I said

" I love you, idiot"

And left him standing, still processing the things that just happened.

Yes! I can finally say it.

I love him... I fell in love with him a long time ago but I was just scared because I knew I didn't deserve someone like him.

But to hell with that.

I'll make sure I deserve him

So God, thank you for making him exist.

I'll treasure him forever.

Because

He is my spring in the midst of my winter.