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11 years ago
***I Wish You Were Here***I hope you can read this. But I just want to let you know that I still love you, though your love fades away. Two years ago, I met this guy online. We are exchanging messages through online then text message. At first I really don't like him because he lives in Tondo, where all the bad guys are staying. The next month after his birthday, he called my number and I answered it right away. It was the first time for me to talk to a stranger over the phone with overwhelming happiness. I don't know why I was happy? I was too exhausted completing my school requirements before he calls me but after talking to him, I felt so happy and my energy came back again. After talking over the phone and exchanging text messages, we decided to meet each other. It was around 12 midnight and it’s too dangerous for me to go outside my place and I am scared to go to his pad because it was in Tondo. So I decided to meet him near my house, in front of Mercury Drug Store. After how many minutes he sent me a message saying that he's already in the meeting place. I decided to go out after receiving his message and walk slowly and while I'm walking towards him, I sent him a message and I told him that I don't want to meet him and he can go back home but that was just a joke, I was just testing if he will be mad or not, but I was surprise because his response was "Okay, I'll go home. Next time na lang". I was shocked after reading his text message because he might go home and I'm still half way to the meeting place. I text him back saying that was just a joke and he can wait for me. When I saw him standing in front of the Store, I run towards him and hug him tight. I don't know why did I run and why did I hugged him tight. What I know is that I am so happy to meet him and see him. He's so gorgeous that night. He was wearing a semi fit black shirt, a pair of colored pants and a bull cap. We talked in the meeting place for a minute then we decided to go in his place.I know that we are going to Tondo. The place where I am afraid but I was calm and I feel secured with him. It's like I've known him for a long time. When we arrive in his place, I was quite surprise because I am expecting that his place is not pleasant but I'm wrong. I like his place, so much as if I want to live there with him.We sat in the sofa and he turned on the television, but he's not talking to me anymore. It was quite awkward for me because he invited me to go in his place but he's doing nothing, as if he's all alone. So I ask him, what are we going to do here? You invited me but we're doing nothing, we're not talking. But at the back of my mind I was thinking something, something bad that I want to do with him. And suddenly, his lips touch mine. Oh that something I want to do with him is happening now. I fought back with a kiss and we looked at each other. We smiled at each other and we ended up sleeping in his bed. He wakes me up and I noticed that he is in panic. He told me that it’s already morning and I am late. I was so shocked because I forgot to go home last night, I knew that there was someone waiting for me in my house, my nephew(son of my cousin) who's been serving my father and my family. We hurried back to prepare our things to go back in my place and I never expect him to go with me until I got home. I was so happy during that time until we separate from each other. I was already in my place and my nephew asks me some questions like where have you been and where did you sleep? I was just smiling at him and then I told him to keep quiet. I just change my clothes and go directly to Intramuros to attend my classes. On my way to Intramuros, a thought came into my mind. He’s not going to contact me anymore because he got what he want, but I am still hoping that he’ll send me a message during the day and then my phone beeps and it was him. I smiled and didn’t care to those people who are starring at me because I keep on smiling. We keep on exchanging messages again until we decided to meet each other again. And later on, I decided to sleep in his place every night. I don’t know why my parents are ok with that because they usually nag me to go home and they really hate me for sleeping into someone’s house. I introduce him with my cousins and to my brothers and to my classmates and to my favorite cher (as in teacher).I stayed in his place for almost one month. We eat together like a family, we sleep together like a couple and sometimes we go out and hold each other’s hand even though we are not in a relationship.One Sunday, I was wake up by my mother calling my phone. When I picked up the call my mom is not yelling at me because I didn’t go home but because of me not sending the laundry in our house in Antipolo, Rizal. Oopps, I forgot my laundry, what should I wear on Monday? The question came through my mind and I looked for my laundry right away but I can’t find them. I asked him if he ever saw my laundry and he smiled at me and told me that your clothes is hanging outside I already washed it. I was shocked and feel ashamed because he washed my clothes while I’m sleeping. But I didn’t ask him why he washed it. I pick my phone and talked to my mom again informing her that my clothes was washed by him and my mom asked me, is he your boyfriend? I wish I can say yes but he’s not my boyfriend so I told my mom that he’s not. My family keeps on asking me if he really is my boyfriend. HOW I WISHED HE IS. And my sister is so mad at me and questioning me for staying in his place but I defend him because I loved him. And then his uncle passed away, the owner of the house in Tondo. We separated for weeks because he burial will be in there province. And after he came back here in Manila, he changed. He’s not sweet anymore but I’m still trying to please him until he stopped contacting me and told me that he don’t want to have a boyfriend anymore but after a week or two. He’s taken and it breaks my heart. I keep on greeting him every day and night but I receive no response. They broke up and we started to exchange messages again and asked him to be with me but he refuse with the same reason. He don’t want to have a boyfriend anymore and then he stop sending messages again and I visited his facebook profile to send him a message and I found out that the reason why he stops sending messages is that he already have a new boyfriend. But I didn’t want to lose and I still keep on sending him messages until my phone got stolen last August 2013. I lost my phone with his number on it. And now I don’t have any courage to ask his number because I’m pretty sure that he will not give it to me anymore for the reason that he is still taken. He is my first true love. I love him the moment we meet each other until now. I didn’t expect that he’ll be so kind and good to me, so I fell deeply in love with him. I wish you were here with me tonight. We met September 5, 2011 and he dumped me in mid of December but I still love him until now. I can’t forget about you. Everything about you, your birthday, your skin, the feeling of hugging you while doing errands in the kitchen and kissing you on the forehead every night while sleeping in my arms. Hope to meet each other someday, somewhere. I’ll see you then soon. :D