| a vague untold story |
there's this person i came to know way back 2001, i guess. i had this major crush on him. he is an artist. he paints. i don't remember much of the details of our story back then. somehow i got amnesia. the only memories i could remember was how i hoped and longed for his love but it was not reciprocated. maybe in my point of view at the time. a few years later, new year, we finally hit it off and it was bliss without making it official. a month after i felt the self-loathing once again and decided push him out of my life. i looked for what i wanted in someone else and i did found what i wanted in someone else. this person kept in contact once in a while electronically. until this someone else had left me and people came and went, this person is still there to keep in touch. this year, he decided to tell me things i would have loved to hear years ago. i reciprocate accordingly. i don't want to be rude. but had he told me those tiny sweet little lines years ago, things would have been different.
why am i blogging this? i don't really know. maybe i don't think you would really understand the story. and because i just want to get it out of my chest. and perhaps immortalize it?
he might have been my greatest love. he might have been the person that crosses my mind when I hear a sappy love song. he might have been my soul mate. anyway, the future is still wide open for many possibilities. time has its ways to heal the past. and there are plenty to learn, create and dream about in the present.
love is a tricky business. |
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Name: the chain-smoking loser
Home: cainta, rizal, Philippines
Moi!: i'm uhhh.. chain smoking loser
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