perhaps it was the rain that brought on all the ateneo memories that i had with you. you know how event the most random things can set off nostalgia at the most unexpected time. i remember anticipating you and your black payong in the ctc walkway whenever i got out of polsci class a few weeks into the first sem last year. seeing you made my whole day. even if it was just for 5 seconds, even if we hardly said anything, even if i had to whisper my i love yous to myself because i couldn't tell you, not just yet.
perhaps it was you talking about your lesson while we waited for our fingers to turn wrinkly in the pool yesterday. i always looked forward to listening to you in class, and sitting in a year later even if it meant hearing the lesson all over again. and i loved it not because were my boyfriend but because you are excellent at what you do.
perhaps it's because i work on the same street where you do yet we cant spend your breaks eating merienda anymore. that i'd have to content myself with pugon pandesals and a cheese spread in front of my computer instead of chicken alfredo and mint tea in your cubicle.
perhaps i just miss you, like i always do, even if we see each other most days.
perhaps it's just me. but then again, it's you.
the first two weeks of my employed life was hell. i have never felt as poor and depressed (haha) all my life. every night i'd wish for something better, i'd wish i can go back to school and get back even just a little bit of that haven we used to have.
i guess i was sad all the time because i knew i couldn't, and foolish me, i thought it was the only way i could be careless, happy, and free. but like i said, it's you. you made life anywhere worth smiling about.
thank you for your patience when i lost mine. for not giving up on me when i have given up on myself. thank you for always finding ways to make me smile. for the black eyed peas cd, for queer as folk season four, for the bottomless popcorn and the starwars movienight, for surprising me in so many ways. i have found my smile again and i'd have to say that you deserve all the credit.
life is indeed beautiful, but it's even more lovely because you're there.
Posted by sadomasochist at 12:55 PM | 9 na ang humirit.

