seacielo - Da Kine o’ Life

sorry i wasn’t replying to your text messages sent to me. i felt i was on the verge of occupying you with miscellaneous nonsense. anyway, i miss you. like, it’s almost your birthday. christmas has always been your birthday. i miss the times when i have to crash in your place before noche buena. my christmas is never complete without your birthday. i wish we can have those times again.

recap… i am fine. i still have the same issues, but i’m overcoming step by step. i remember this one night: i was online… just bumming around the wee hours. then, i caught up with my favorite ex-boyfriend. you know the kick-ass cool one? anyway, he was like telling me how he finds a new love. imagine me during high school. that’s exactly his manner of talking about it. like come on, i need not hear like counting sheeps during sleeps accounts of what nots! i’m not jealous but rather i was irrritated. i was not really in the mood of such i’m-crushing-on-somebody stories. yeah… yeah i’m a girl but i’m never a fan of romantic woohoo. well, i watch chick flicks because i like to be entertained with pathetic girl-boy encounters; but, it does not mean i like the reality versions of it. besides, my responses will just be a series of uhuh and okay. perhaps he expected me to roll over and bat my eyelashes and say, “oohh how sweet.” i mean, duh!

it’s not me anymore. i do not go telling or listening tof the possibilities and evidences of love in all sorts anymore. it’s a waste of time. everybody seems to be justifying every emotion and qualifying every situation. the fact that, at the end of the day we are not meant to understand love. we are meant to endear and endure it.

it’s like faith. there should be no questions or answers. we just embrace its truth… we just have to believe then we’ll be okay. and the truth about love… it is absolute.

walking ahead the sandman… xuxu