It was Saturday afternoon, I decided to take a break from watching the series "The Walking Dead" and go to the nearest park to click some photos and write another love letter to my handsome boyfriend while waiting for the sunset.
There were a lot of kids playing. I took some photos of them and I love how their happiness shows in the photos. I decided to sit under the biggest tree as it gives the biggest shade. As I was busily writing, an old man came and said "Can you please give this flower to my wife? This is her favorite flower.", pointing to the old woman in a light yellow dress who was also sitting under the tree while eating some snacks. She's old, maybe around 70, but she still looks pretty. I remember how my dad described to me what his mom looked like. I could see it in that woman. I smiled and said "Sure". It's just cute that even though they are old, he still knows how to make his wife feel kilig.
I went to the old woman and said "Your husband wants me to give this flower to you.", while I was smiling. She smiled and said "Thank you, hija. Can I tell you a secret?" I didn't know how to react but I just nodded. "My husband died 8 years ago. Today is our wedding anniversary. I come here every year to celebrate it because this is our favorite place. He loves nature, he loves kids. He used to bring candies and chocolates to give to the kids here in the park. And every year he asks someone to bring this flower to me because he knows it is my favorite and it makes me happy. He does it still, even now that he's gone."
I got goosebumps after hearing her words and my tears suddenly fell, and I looked at the place where I left the old man but he was gone. It didn't scare me, instead, I witnessed the best love story, a love that, even though it's old, never dies, and it made my heart so happy.
