Seiko's Love Story

Thank you very much Seiko for giving me permission to post your love story in here. I hope you also enjoy reading others love stories. Dear readers enjoy also reading...

Taken 21 years ago (Sept.1988)

Fallin' in love means something diff'rent to everyone but it's pretty overwhelming experience & when I met the man of my dreams ,I know I have no second thoughts of doubt.
Our story started meeting at a club where I worked as an entertainer in Japan.Our second met was by chance or accidentally when our path had crossed again since I din't seen him for a month or two.
Eventually I am the kind of person who don't believe in holding feelings inside.Our met just din't ended up yet continued & lasts for a span of 4 months when he told me that he's falling into me.'though m enjoying his company I told him that I wanted to be honest on what I feel because I just met him during my turbulant day.What if I felt for him was just an infatuation or I just needed him to fullfill the emptyness I had had?We know that being apart from our family back home was not that easy.So after six month of working here I told him that if I found myself missing him when I gone back to P.I that means I'm in love w/ him too & will give him a ring via Philippines when if I found myself missing him.And w/ that we separate our ways at the airport & that was October 1988.
But the moment I was in the aire flew back home to P.I.I already felt the emptyness w/o his pressence & even when I am in the arms of my family & friends,It's always him I am wanting for.
In every day that I am with him, my heart and soul learned to long for him and him alone. It is always Yasuyuki my stubborn heart is crying for. So I gave him a ring & told him that I was nearly demented on missing him a lot & w/ that he told me he would follow me & visit me in P.I
T'was December in 1988 after my operation on the throat when he came by to visit me & told him that I maybe falling into him too.And w/ that he throw himself off a cliff and I jumped after him then we're together.And since then,he always showed that he loves me,we exchange letter & he called me everyday & everynight via long distance call.The feelings we had had grew more & more.Without him, I don’t know what I’d do. I can’t imagine what my future would be devoid of his love.
So many people are against our relationship due to our age gap but the hell I care. In love, as they say, age doesn’t matter. They’re just numbers. Age shouldn’t be a hindrance for two lovers to fulfill their dream of fairytale-like romance. And that fairytale-like romance is in my hands, it will be stupid of me to blow off the chance. I worried-not of infatuations and puppy loves because I completely discern what I feel for Yasuyuki and that feeling I know for sure is true love as well as he to me.
All the waters in the world may dry up, and the sun may lose it’s glow but our love will forever live. No one can ever take us apart and that’s a promise I intend to keep until my last breath.Be the moon and the stars and the eclipse, the waters in the oceans, the trees and the birds, be the witness of our undying love for each other.I love him and I will forever spend the rest of my life loving Yasuyuki…

Clarissa's Love Story

I am really wanting to all my readers know that i ask permission to every love story in here. I will publish that they will not permit me so do not worry they just wanted to share how and when they met their husbands. Here you go our story today is about Clarissa. I hope you enjoy reading it....

" Bunso, kung magkakagusto ka rin lang sa hapon, mayaman na ang piliin mo. " That' s what our Ate in our working place told me when I was still working as an entertainer here in Japan.

I' m in love--- The club is our dating place that my co-workers and other guests started to noticed. I was a third timer then when I caught the managements attention---I don' t have a number of guests anymore. I was told of not letting Yochan get inside the club anymore coz he' s distracting my work and other guests are jealoused because of him ( pwede ba, di ko naman sila BF noh,sagot ko lang sa isip ko but I don' t have a choice coz I have to "work" out some pambobola to the guests to keep them coming at the club ) Since then, I learned to escape just to be with him for a date, of course with the help of Yochan's friend and my co-talent as our partners in crime. I know the risk of getting caught-- we have to pay for some penalties, we could go back to the Philippines without finishing our contract but it didn' t stopped me for not seeing him once in a while kahit na bawal. I' m a prisoner of love...But then lahat ng talents nagkabistuhan na including us, most especially US. My co-talents was pregnant by Yochan's friend and was talking about their marriage after our contract, but I remained as a talent and was extended for another 6 months after I promised that I won't break the rules again and became the groups leader as my 4th timer in Japan. It wasn' t easy coz there' s a lot of pressures now after the bistuhan but then another talent was asking me like," Ate, I would like to have a date with my BF, help me!! " hayzzz... Makakatanggi ka ba sa ganyan? I know it' s bad but that' s the truth...Hayan at tumubo na naman ang sunggay ko!!

He' s in love--- I thought that Yochan' s just playing around coz I didn' t hear anything from him about his plan for us in the future nor introducing me to his parents. He proposed to me a week before finishing my contract for 6 months as 4th timer that time and decided to meet his parents. I don' t really remember the first meeting--I was nervous!
After a long waiting of processing of papers, we became man and wife and then we went back again to meet his parents for the second time around and that time was different! It' s the only time I heard the truth that his Father is against me and Yochan didn't tell me anything about the arguement between him and his father even before he decided to get married to me. Gees!! That time I was nervous because of that long silence between both parties and that I was told by his Mother about the revelation.We are all kneeling at a coffee table ( japanese stlyle ) me and Yochan, and they're all facing in front of us. Yochan breaked the silence--- he said to his Father that he' s not asking for forgiveness for marrying a Filipina but he wants to introduce me that I am now his wife and whatever happens, it' s his own decision and his responsibility. Even if his father is against of our marriage, Yochan fighted for his love for me. After that, his father asked his wife to prepare a hotpot. While his Mother is preparing the hotpot, she was crying -- she told me that hotpot is served during winter time, she said that it means that I am now accepted because for them a HOTPOT is shared by FAMILY and that time it was summer and then we both cried in the kitchen.

" Bunso, wala kang mapapala sa bata, walang pera yan--gamitin mo naman ang utak mo! ". I knew I was right and I did the right thing when I decided to tie a knot to Yochan. " Why did you chose me among of your suitors? " My husband asked me one day." You might be living in a big mansion now and not in an apartment. " My husband is right-- we don' t have all the money in the world and that life can be hard and rough for us for sometimes. But it' s okay, I always have my family.( well, there are times I' m saying to myself that " kung may pera lang sana kami " ) LOL!^_^

Rossel's Love Story

I am really thankful that Rossel allow me to post her love story in here. Do not worry my dear i link you back where I copied your entry. My dear readers enjoy reading Rossel's love story. Here is her story....Those who have read my previous Couple’s Corner entry know that Hubby and I were office mates. He was accompanying me in going home everyday, the usual type of Filipino guy. I was “bantay sarado” (well-guarded) but I loved it. There were times in the office that he stood in his post with papers on his hands with “I LOVE YOU” written on it. Because it was very big and bold, I was not the only one reading it but the whole office. I was blushing every time he’s doing that but I am loving him more.

That time, they had no phone line at home so he used to call me from a public phone booth in Dangwa bus station along Aurora Boulevard. He was calling me every night with pocket full of coins. We’re talking for 30mins, with phone booth’s door closed so he was sweating to death. And because I have other suitors who were calling me, I instructed my mom to tell them that I am not home except for Rhonnel of course. His voice was the only voice I wanted to hear and he was the only one I wanted to talk to.

Rhonnel and I were steady for 2 months when I received a call from my ex-boyfriend. He was in Saipan. He wanted to go back with me. I was stunned because I was not expecting to receive a call from him anymore. I was waiting for him for 2 years, no letters, no calls, no anything. I told him that I already have a boyfriend. But then he said he still has chances because we’re not married yet. He gave me his number and told me to call him the following day, 8 in the evening. He said that if I call him, it means that he has a chance and that he’s going to court me again. But if I won’t call, he won’t bother me anymore. Nawindang ang araw ko, grabe! May be that time I still had feelings for him but I love Rhonnel too. I wasn’t able to sleep that night. I was praying the whole night. “Lord, help me please. Whatever my decision will be, it is your will.” I made up my mind and didn’t call. As promised he didn’t bother me since then.

I had no regrets. Rhonnel is very romantic and full of surprises. There was not a time that I felt neglected. With him, I feel that I am loved. He was not like other guys who make the decision always. He respects me and my feelings, and valued my thoughts. He is asking for my opinion whenever he has to decide on something. With him, I feel my worth.

We're InLove - by Chuchie II

Hubby (Gary) and I had a break-up when we personally met the first time due to conflicts in the relationship. I mean, we met on Sept. 02, 06 and had a break up on Sept. 10, 06. It was my entire fault and I took the blame for what happened. He did a great job in giving the fault back to me for I was really hurt with what he did ten times than the pain I’ve caused him but I couldn’t blame him for doing so. The greatest fault I did I guess was when I didn’t or actually when I forgot to tell hubby about my very first online boyfriend that I haven't met yet who, at the time I considered ex because we didn't have communication for almost a year. My ex and I have been chatting for two years before I met Gary so i considered the "ex" as "ex". But mother of all bad luck, the ex called saying he wanted to meet me while I was in Boracay with Gary after almost a year of not hearing from him. I just couldn't believe how I/we was/were tested above because after my ex called, Gary's ex also called him. For me it was not a big deal but I didn’t think it was a big deal to Gary for not telling him about my ex but oh well, it was! That’s when conflicts and my pains started. He started corresponding to the calls and text messages of his 32 year-old ex-gf from Cebu behind my back having a purpose of hurting me I guess. Well, he succeed. One day, I read a text massage from the ex-gf saying she will be in Boracay the next day. I was like “wow” what a big slap on my face. I felt so stupid for being fooled. I was darn innocent at 19 and I felt I was played.

We both were aware how much we loved each other even by talking online and on the phone. We even loved each other more when we personally met but I guess the foundation of our love was not strong enough that’s why it was easily torn down. Since I was a little immature, I didn’t able to handle the conflicts with my husband. I left Boracay and him and flew back to Manila to avoid more conflicts of meeting his ex-gf. God, there were lots of sleepless nights after that. I started having remorsement for not fighting for us. There were lots of tears and pains to endure. I cried everytime I get the chance when family’s not around. I thought it was the end of the world thinking I couldn’t see him no more but I was wrong because he asked me to take him to the airport. Of course, he have to, he left his plane ticket to me. Plain stupid, isn’t he? I was excited seeing him again but I know there was no way for us to be back together and I had no plan to accept him back either. I do have my pride. I was surprised though why he held my hand tight the whole trip to the airport and kissed me before he got out of the taxi. It was weird but I liked it.

Life went on. After 3 months of having no communication with him I was able to put myself back together. Life was back to normal not until I received an instant message from him on yahoo saying “I feel that you are pregnant with my baby.” It was too late. I had an abortion a week before I read the message. That’s how we started contacting each other again. He requested me to go back to my hometown (Manukan, somewhere in Mindanao). I granted him that. When he arrived for the first time in Mindanao to meet my parents, we stopped first at our hotel room and there he was, down on his knees, teary eyes uttering words of forgiveness, of how much he cried when he realized his lost, of how much he prayed God to give me back to him. He asked for my love again and I granted him that too. I blamed it to my heart for I do love him dearly. He just failed to realize how much that love was when we first met. We then started all over gain, but the love for each other still remained because we've been in loved and will always be.

The Day/Night We Met - by Chuchie

This is how we met.....

After almost four months of talking online and over the phone, I finally met my husband on September 2, 2006 around 9:00 p.m. something. I never really expected he was coming. I mean, it’s not too easy for me to believe on something unless it is really happening. So, when he called me saying he was at the airport in Manila on September 02, 06 at 5:00 p.m., I was like “is he joking or something”? The phone he was using to call was Philippines number so I thought hewas really there. He told me that he was waiting for hours already hoping to see me picking him up at the airport. It was also convenient because I was in Manila staying at one of my aunts.

Since I was shock knowing it was true, I told him to just go ahead and wait for me at the hotel room we picked online. Yeah, he asked me to help him out with picking a nice hotel to stay and basing on the pictures he showed me online I chose a little cozy and of course comfy hotel. So there he went to the hotel and waited for me until 9:00. Yes, I showed up at 9 something in the evening because Iwas really hesitant to come and see him. I was nervous and shy and excited at the same time for our first meeting. I was wondering how will I talk to him, how will I move and act in from of him. There were lots of questions in my head like “is he approachable?”, “is he a good person?”, “is he picky?”, “will I be safe?”, and “will he ever like me” or "will he run upon seeing me"? So, I finally made up my mind and decided to meet him although I knew it was not ok for my aunts especially my grandma to go out the house at night.

When I arrived, I recognized him sitting at the steps outside the hotel and Wow, he was young and very manly with broad shoulders, very muscular, army cut and so handsome and well-groomed. I’ve seen his photos on the internet but seeing him personallywas really breath taking. I never expected seeing as handsome as him and with a smile on his lips, who could not fall in love with this man? I was darn nervous and sweaty. I could feel my sweats dripping down from my armpit, no kidding. After that, we went up to the hotel room and started introducing ourselves over our foods and few bottles of San Miguel beer. I got all my questions answered, he easily got me at eased with him. He is a good man, I sensed it the way he uses his words. He is a respectable person, a husband material. I sensed he was nervous too and shaking and I also knew that he was trying not to be by opening a conversation to talk about. Itwas really nice sharing stories with him. Next to that, we started kissing and hugging each other. So yes, I slept at his hotel that night and the next morning we went together to see my aunts. Woot!


Hubby's thoughts about our first meeting…
(Hubby wrote this while I was taking a nap this afternoon.)

Wow, the day I finally met Chie, I was really excited
knowing I was going to finally met her after several months of talking on messenger as well as talking on the phone with her. The day I landed in Manila I was really nervous, for she was to meet me at the airport there. LOL! Well she wasn't their waiting for me as planned (she thought I wasn't really coming). So I called her and told her I was here and I could tell she was freaking because I really did come after all. So I waited for her at the hotel she helped me pick out. It was really a nice room, almost like a studio apartment, kitchen and all.

So I spent the next several hours waiting for her in the room, which made it worse just waiting. Heck, after all she was supposed to have been waiting on me, lol. So when she called me and said she was near I waited for her outside the hotel, I was really nervous now, like palm sweaty nervous at that. I already knew she was beautiful and had a nice body from the pictures we shared. However seeing someone in person for the first time with the natural beauty as hers made it more nerve racking for me. I mean she was what a guy dreams of, but with a heart of gold and the will to learn.

Now she had also warned me before that she was small, but most Filipino’s are so it wasn't going to bother me. When she got out of the cab I was like WOW, not only was she small but dam sexy and well proportioned and very beautiful. I mean nice round butt and over average boobs for her height. However the thing I remember the most was her eyes and the way it intensified her beauty. She was being so shy and nervous, but yet still looking at me. As I took her in my arms and hugged and kissed her, it was from that day with our eyes still clued to each other I knew she was going to be my wife.

Love Story: A Dream Come True

Are you dreaming to say "I DO" on the open wide and sandy beaches????I DO. and my dreams came true on the 8th of July 2008 in the Philippines, well of course with my groom to be from America.I was dreaming that on my wedding day everyone must have fun and so while I was teaching in Thailand, I also spent time preparing the wedding program making it sure everyone will be involved.I chose the songs that I wanted to be played on the special day, the cake design and other stuff.Some of my friends gave some suggestions but I ignored them and pretending to them that I'm just playing around. I didn't tell them whats the exact plan not until my scheduled flight was approaching and I've bought plane ticket because I was scared that my honey won't show up(because this had happened to others before)..it would be disappointed and embarrassed.So my decision of quitting my job and going home was somewhat like secret to those who don't know.hahahaha.On the day that I flew from Thailand to the Philippines my groom also flew from America to the Philippines. while I was at Bangkok International Airport my groom kept calling me making it sure that i wont be left behind by the plane. hahaha This is because i have been know to be late and miss buses and appointments before. In fact I missed the plane to manila from my hometown to come to America.hahaha somehow he knew me real well. Back to my story, I arrived in Manila early morning on the 6th of July 2009 and stayed at one of the guest house, that my groom had arrange for me to stay in there while waiting for my groom to arrive.Our agreement was when he will arrive in manila he will make a call so that I will know that he already landed safely but while waiting for his call on the 6th of July at 11:30 in the evening,I received no call from him.I was scared again, what if he wont really come?And so many weird thought came to my mind.But while I was in my room waiting for his call I heard somebody knocking at my door...The cab driver from the guest house called my attention and told me that my groom called him and safely landed..I don't understand what I felt after hearing those confirmation then I got up and went with him at the airport to meet my groom.When we were at the airport,we didn't see my groom on the passengers side,so we looked on the other side of the building and there we saw the big bald America groom, he stood out in the crowd just a little bit hahaha, waving his hand to us and with the big grin on his face standing in the middle of the crowd. He then ran thru the line of cars waiting in line to get to me, i guess he couldn't wait, neither could I.The next morning we headed to my hometown on the 7th of July at 3 in the morning.We were both happy than we finally met and together though it would be for a short time for the moment while waiting for the paper works.The whole day of 7th of July, we bounced from here to there picking up the wedding gowns,wedding cake and other needed stuff for the wedding on the following day.It was so tiring. It was a rushed wedding but it turns good.Everybody did their part and had fun.
After the ceremony my brides maid tried to take me away from my groom and also the grooms men tried to take the groom away from the bride.hahahaha just look at the photo above.

Love Quotes

"Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile."
Franklin P. Jones

“One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.” Sophocles

"The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we can never give enough of is love." Henry Miller

"Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place." Zora Neale Hurston

“True love stories never have endings” Richard Bach

"Where there is love there is life." Mahatma Gandhi

"Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back."
Arthur Rubinstein

“To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.” Brandi Snyder


"There is no remedy for love but to love more." Henry David Thoreau