The Past

“Hey, what if someone told you they like you? What would you say?”

“I dunno. It depends if I like him.”

“What if…”

“Hmm?”

“What if it’s a her?”

“What do you mean?”

“I…like you. Can we be together?”

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I can remember clearly what happened that time. It was past midnight, 12th of January 2008. I was just sitting on my bed, inside my small purple room, while talking to you on the phone.

“Wh…Hey, stop fooling around with me. I won’t play with you anymore.”

“Do I sound like I’m joking or fooling around with you?”

“…”

“Can’t you just answer?”

“What do you want to hear from me?”

“Well, I was expecting a ‘Yes”. We kissed already. Why not say ‘yes’ now?”

“Ya. Let me clear this up with you. WE didn’t kiss. Well, we did. But technically, you were the one who kissed me.”

“I did not.”

“You did.”

“Okay, I did. What’s wrong with that? It’s not like you don’t like it.”

“I didn’t like it, you bitch.”

“Then why did you kissed back?”

“I…”

“I take it that you’re answering ‘yes’ to my question.”

“Uhm..”

“What?”

“But we’re both girls.”

“So?”

“Nothing. I guess we could try if this’ll work out then.”

“I knew you’d say that.”

“Mhm.”

“I love you.”

“Eh?”

“I said I love you.”

“I..”

“This is the time when you’re supposed to say ‘I love you too’”.

“Uhm..”

“Can’t say it?”

“It’s not that.”

“Then what is it?”

“I love you too.”

“Mom, I’m going to apply as a transferee student in this university.”

“Why? Can’t you just continue here?”

“I don’t like it here anymore.”

“It’s not that easy young woman.”

“But, mom.”

“No, buts.”

“Please consider what I’m asking”

“Okay.”

Eventually, my parents agreed to send me off to the university. Little did they know that it was because of you. Little did they know that it had always been because of you. I did everything I could all because of you. You did ANYTHING because of me. I still think anything is way better than everything I could.

-University Enrollment-

“Ma, I will just go get the I.D. pass, wait for me here.”

“Okay, then.”

“Could you please hold my wallet first? I might drop it.”

Sorry. I forgot. The little notes that we have been exchanging ever since we started going out together was there inside my wallet.

Yes, my mom did knew about it. She was angry. No, she was furious. I don’t know what to do. But, I knew that I have to keep on holding onto us. Somehow, I had that kind of feeling.

-to be continued 😀 –

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5 Responses to The Past

  1. Auddie says:

    i’m going to cry if you continue..TT~TT
    you make me emo, now i feel like writing something…

  2. ochie says:

    Let me know who’s the girl pleaseee

  3. bloodybedsheets says:

    seriously… i did too.. got teary-eyed because of this… my first to feel affected like this…

    it’s really weird…

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