"Can't we just go back to the simplicity?"

Do you know what I'll miss the most from all of this? The stars. 

Can I make this promise now? I'm going to find a job in a place that'll let me see as much of the stars as we saw last night. For in those 2 hours that we lay there, beneath an infinity tent of heavenly lights, I experienced joy as I've never felt before. The cool rough sand I kept rubbing between my toes and fingers. Your low, calm voice as warm as the embers of the bonfire we had been sitting around a while back. The questions I wanted to ask but held back for some reason: What do you think about Islam? Have you ever thought about moving from your beloved city? Why do you think I'm special?

Stars.
Aliens.
Purple paint.
Rock turtles.
This emote --> @_@.
A weathered vintage notebook filled with scrappy notes.
Penarik Inn, Setiu, Terengganu.
02.00-04.00 AM.
12th of September 2013.

These are the things I have imprinted with memories of you. 

Is it too naive for me to hold onto the hope that I'll be able to do this again with you on a hillside in your beloved Baguio City? I hope not. 

Mahal kita, filipinoku.