(Love Tales No.2) Holding On

Exclaimer: I had found another writer who has an interesting story to tell. His story touches my soul and at the same time made inspired a few of my issues. I am proud to introduce the kind and simple Desmond. Thanks for allowing me to re-post this article in my blog.

Part 4 of 5Written and Publish on Sep 9 2005, 03:57 AM

"Auntie, I am here to pick Alvin up." Wayne requested politely as Mom invited him in.

When Wayne saw me, the tension in his face visibly lightened. He just came forward and took my hands, "I am sorry for what happened."

I shook my head and said, "It is okay. I hope you didn't tell them off or anything."

Mom interrupted our talk and took both our hands together. "Believe me, it will work out. It just takes some time." I was touched by that comforting gesture.

"Thanks, Auntie. I am so sorry to have put Alvin through this."

Mom understood the situation. "If the two of you chose this path, it's something that has to be faced sooner or later. Wayne, I know it wasn't easy for you to break the news to your parents."

Wayne's mood brightened considerably. "Thanks Auntie, I would really like to stay for dinner but I'd better check on my folks as soon as possible."

"All the best and let me know if you need any help."

At that moment, I knew Mom was one extraordinary woman. She did not have lots of education but she did have a beautiful mind - a mind that had so much altruistic love and consideration for her child. I embraced her abruptly and whispered with a choked tone, "Thank you, Mom."

Her eyes were shining with love as she waved goodbye to Wayne and me.

*

"I apologize if I sound a little abrupt over the phone. I was so scared you would leave me." Wayne drew me closer into a tight embrace as we entered the lift. His tone was cracked with emotions taut like an arched bow.

I rested my head on his chest and squeezed him fondly. "How could you have such a low confidence in me?" His eyes held a sheen of tears as he placed a soft kiss on my forehead. "It wasn't easy for us to be together. You only saw me as a friend until Derrick gave you up. I am not going to let you go so easily after all that courtship to convince you of my love."

A nascent laugh bubbled inside me. "You still think I would go back to Derrick?"

Wayne flashed me a look of insecurity and silently nodded. "I am not handsome, rich, funny?"

"But you're everything that I ask for in a partner, a friend and a confidante."

My tears trickled down as I marveled at the miracle of meeting Wayne, having our first date and how our fate intertwined together. We wanted to show others that a gay couple could find meaningful love and friendship. I was tired of bumping around, having fun and ending up even more empty. Happiness was elusive but we made such a hard effort at realizing the dream. Our love matured as we crossed one obstacle after another.

I held his hands and kissed him with my tears streaming down in small rivulets. I was so grateful to God for having him, Mom and my brother around in my life. The strength in me suddenly surged like electricity.

"I love you, Wayne. Trust me, we will get through it."

Wayne smiled and nodded. He gently dabbed my tears with a tissue, picked up my hand and led me out of the lift confidently to fight our next battle.

Exclaimer: I had found another writer who has an interesting story to tell. His story touches my soul and at the same time made inspired a few of my issues. I am proud to introduce the kind and simple Desmond. Thanks for allowing me to re-post this article in my blog.