Afraid that these sudden blessings will disappear overnight. Afraid that these blessings will spoil me and I will no longer be able to appreciate the magic. Afraid...No. I'm loving every second of it, and that's what scares me, for the loss will be too great and I wouldn't be able to detach myself ever.

Such a surreal feeling.

It is such a warm family over there, treating the helper as part of them
A jovial and humorous mother
A heartwarming scene
Beautiful cups, plates and furniture

Having instant noodles together,
A bunch of teenagers cracking inside jokes and squealing from laughter
Watching television and commenting on the guys in the show
Taking turns at doing the project while watching Nigahiga videos
Singing songs and trying to harmonize but failing epically

The last two hours was the most productive
But it was hilarious and a memory to behold

Pizza for dinner
The domestic helper says to only have one slice so you can have more
You stop her saying 'it's more than enough, thank you'
While your classmate gives her two slices saying, 'I failed math'

Taking unglam selfies with just lips, noses and eyes

...having fun feels so surreal.

You are on cloud nine, sailing
Feeling the cool wind in your hair
And the colorful lights that bounce off your heart
Your heart absorbs the light
Lapping it up hungrily
As though if you didn't, this year will fly by too quickly and it will all be over.

For, something that you didn't ever get to have is now displayed in front of you,
A delicious gourmet, a selection of your favorite foods
Beautiful angels beckon for you to join them
Uncertain, you shuffle over, ready to dash for the door if it all dissipates

But it doesn't
And you are left wondering, over and over again, why and how did you find this room
Why and how. Why and how.

You receive an invitation, a long message over the phone,
Of how your classmate too had a lot of fun and would like for you guys to go over again
'YESH!' You replied, heartbeat accelerated, a flush of emotions you can't seem to handle

Yes.
Yes please.

It's so surreal.
It's like a dream.

And it wouldn't matter, your heart whispers.
It wouldn't matter, even if this is the one and only year you get to enjoy the luxury of fun.
It wouldn't matter, for having been there once and having gotten to hold the soft cushion of heartwarming simplicity is all that matters.

That the fear of losing what you have right now
Is nothing compared to the joy it brings in the current moment.

And all that's left to do
Is to enjoy it while it lasts.

And maybe, just maybe
... All of these wouldn't disappear

But that's too much to ask for, isn't it?