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Saturday, July 31, 2010

or so i thought

The sun was peeking behind overcast clouds of July, as I rode a jeepney jam-packed with hurrying commuters and students buried in photocopies, cramming for a test they weren’t able to study the night before because of too much TV. 
Today is going to be a day like any other.
Or so I thought.
School, as always, failed to get my spirits up so like the sun, I preferred to hide behind my arms curled around my head in a slumber. Lunch time came and I started towards the usual eating place. My stomach roared in hungry indignation. But I barely heard that noise I almost always look out for. There was another sound, louder than the sound of my empty stomach. It was my heart, thumping so hard behind my chest. I paused for a thought and wondered why. I looked up and found the answer.
It was you. The one I was meeting in random places but didn’t even notice. Just another schoolmate.

Or so I thought.
In the middle of the sky-walk you paced hurriedly, your tousled hair blowing in your face. Even on a day like this, you still looked absolutely beautiful and stopped me in my tracks just to be able to look at you for a minute more. You looked up, waved hello and smiled in a way only you can.
At that moment I asked myself, why did it take me so long to actually see you? Maybe I was looking too far beyond to notice the one who is already right there in front of me.
In a very uncool way, I smiled back and uttered a small ‘Yo’. I could have said an entire paragraph of questions about the things I’d like to know about you. But surprisingly, you have a way with silencing a chatterbox like me. My hands were stuck inside my pockets, resisting the urge to hold your hands and put a bouquet of flowers in them.
You caught me in a McFlurry of emotions, I wished I could share with you one of these days. My mind is clouded with thoughts of you swirling in a neverending loop.
Then you walked past me towards the stairs leading down to where I saw, HE was waiting.
You are incredible. You managed to take my heart and then break it; all in the same day.
We could have been a little more than friends.
Or so I thought.
So much for wishful thinking, huh?

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