Two. The short story of us.
Date: Jun 8th, 2007 7:50:38 am - Subscribe
Mood: shy
Warning: I wrote this around 4AM in the morning as I couldn't sleep and the sentences just keep on going on and on in my head. I just had to write it down to forget about it and be able to sleep. Its kinda cheezy. And hell, I'm in love so no trashy comments or anything, haha! Please, spare me.
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We weren’t really close before this year came. Heck, we’re not even close to being close. We just thought of each other as mere batch mates. He saw me as this pretty, kinda naughty and most especially suplada girl. And I saw him as this bad, loud and naughty boy who didn’t really gave a shit about his life.
We both didn’t expect to be acquainted at all. But once the year 2007 came, we did. We became friends because of the silliest, craziest and most unromantic reason. That reason is for us to keep and for you to find out. Anyway, because of that we just got closer. Our “friendship” had been a roller coaster ride in the shortest period of time. It was just plain crazy.
Everybody else thought that something was going on between us because before we were just plain strangers to each other then in an instant, we became total friends. I thought it was just impossible because I had a boyfriend at that time and there was this girl that he really liked, probably loved. There really isn’t anything going on, I thought to myself. But they were probably right.
We enjoyed each other’s company and hung out more and more. He was there for me as I was there for him. Based on experience, I knew that something was bound to happen sooner or later because we were just too close. So I remember telling him, “Don’t fall in love with me, okay?” Just in case. He agreed and I was relieved. Something was just wrong. We had other people yet we have each other.
For me, it was just too confusing. I don’t know what’s going on in his mind because I can’t really read thoughts, y’know. So I pretended to not mind. Just go with the flow was my safest strategy. Besides, I don’t even know what we were and what I felt about him. But one thing’s for sure is that we weren’t just friends anymore. Or was it just me?
It was all happening too quickly that it was almost impossible to figure stuff out. Making quick decisions and all, but we managed. Soon, everything became clear. There really is something.
People got hurt along the way and we are deeply sorry for that. I guess we’re just not the ones for those people. But there is a positive side to all of this. Here we are now, together, happy and strong. For me, he’s almost perfect. A dash of everything: good and bad; naughty and nice. I’ve never been happier and contented with someone. I do hope that the magic… Oh what the hell, that’s too corny. I just do hope that we will last.
P.S. Remember when I said that I thought that he doesn’t give a shit about his life? Well, he does now. He’s changed a lot since we’ve been together and I’m so happy and proud of him.
I love you so much hon! X¤
anonymous - June 09th, 2007 |
anonymous - June 14th, 2007 |
