Technicolor Line: A New Episode

Saturday, May 21, 2005

True

I said to myself, I wouldn't allow my past to capture my present and future. All the loss I've encountered set me to learn more about life and love.

So it hurts me that much knowing that my friend was hurt by someone she loves dearly. It's normal for an end in a relationship for everything has to end on its own time. What's more painful, her guy didn't even offer friendship after everything.

Bastard. Durrrr...If only I can kick his ass, sure I will. Last Wednesday night, my friend woke me up and asked me to call up Wendy's for food delivery. I was not hesitant at all. Honestly speaking, I was only after my figure. I didn't mind it. I had to listen to my friend, offer my concern and care when she thought that she failed life. My arms were there to catch her.

2 Bacon Mushroom Melt burgers and 2 glasses of iced tea were not enough to let go of our pain. We shared with each other memories of the past. We were not yet ready to love, but our hearts were ready to forgive... What we thought.

And so, I'm just waiting for the moment she'll be completely over. I know she is still having a hard time. I just want her to stay strong. I had been there...that kind of feeling so I know how it hurts deep inside. How the torturing of pain seems to be never-ending that it can even wash away your last hope. Learning to be a resilient person taught me that it's not about loss anyway, it's about learning and thinking there are still better things coming my way.

Last night we (together with my mom, my ate and our friend) made our very own tongue twisters and sent them via sms. We made "patama" to some people. Very funny!

Paraphrased from my sent MMS Message this afternoon: *PICTURE* I never played. If I did, I enjoyed the game. I didn't win. I lost. But gaining the pride I had it with you was more than fame. I learned more about fidelity. 721 became my life, my hope and my everything. It was YOU. Thanks.

Was it an end of a beautiful song? I don't think so..

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