I’ve been busy, yes. And I’ve admitted that I’ve been “walang kwenta” the past few weeks.
I
guess I could, somehow, tell that I know how you are when you miss me. Out of
the blue, you would invite me to go somewhere; to see if your spontaneity has
fully rubbed–off on me. And you would be really persistent and will not take no
for answer.
San ka na ba?
You
asked, as if I haven’t already given you a ton of reasons why I can’t make it.
You’d
get pissed.
I’d
get pissed.
Then,
there goes our EQ down the drain – You and your persistent calls and texts; me
and your 20+ missed calls and unread messages on my phone.
I
guess you know me too well. You know that if I can, I’d make ways just so I
could spend time with you.
I’d be
there at the meeting place before you do; you’d come in late, like the usual.
Try as I may, I can’t make myself get mad at you. I’d blame it on that boyish
charm and that sweet smile of yours.
And
the peppermint chocolate might have appeased me a little.
Then,
this happened…
You
are physically with me, but I can’t feel you. Yes, you’d hold me with your cold
hands, but your palms won’t get warm on my touch anymore.
I’d
lay my head on your shoulder, you’d wrap your arm around my waist to hold me
close; yet I could feel you pulling away.
Are
you?
Are
you pulling away?
“I’m
not pulling away… I don’t know… I felt a sudden distance too. I don’t quite
understand myself. I miss you like crazy, but I don’t know how to express it
anymore. It’s like I just suddenly ran out of things to do.”
You
said you felt weird and hurt.
You
do?
Then,
I’m telling you right now, it pains me more than it hurts you. The sharp pang
is unbearable.
I’m in
agony, the next few minutes that followed.
I took a cab on a ride home.
Doesn’t matter if the cabbie thinks I’m crazy.
Doesn’t matter if the cabbie thinks I’m crazy.
I’m in
tears.
I’m
hurt, too.
But I
miss you, badly.
I told
you, I wouldn’t let the week pass without having to talk our issues through.
This
time, I was the one who asked you to meet me; you obliged.
You
promised you’d hold me, tight, in your arms.
I
promised to shower you with kisses.
Were the promises kept?
Well, it was just you and me, alone...
at the 2nd floor of a coffee shop...
So, what's it going to be?
Your move? or mine?
17 comments:
i hope you're doing alright. huggggggs teh!
@Nimmy: sisterette!!! i'm fine.. emo-ness stuff lang 'to.. *hugs back*
As always, the emo-ness is there. I hope you don't feel to much of it, though. It could always drive one crazy. (But it makes you write sad posts like this.)
@pointlessparanoia: lil bro!! *hugs* yah.. it could really drive someone nuts.. oh well, i'm ok naman.. :)
buti naman ok ka pala. akala ko ano na e...
@aboutambot: oh hey there! yah.. ok nman ako.. naks, ikaw na ang nag-alala for me.. :)
Relationships go through these episodes. It isnt usually a cause for alarm. It might just be saying you need alone times as much together times too. Mytwo cents.
Touch move, Nate?
San bang coffee shop yan? Sa Morato? Yun kasi unang pumasok sa isip ko pagkasabi mo na may 2nd floor.
@eon: hmm.. you actually have a point there..
@G: hehehe.. yah, i guess.. :)
@DB: lil bro!! hehehe.. alam mo yan.. :)
Trust me it happens.
The question is, how do u respond during these lull times. =)
I agree with Eon. He should know, he's been in a relationship longer than most of us here in the blog. :)
I can totally relate. :( Stuffs like these are pretty normal in a relationship. We have our ups and our lows. Just talk it out and you'll get through. :)
@Mugen: hi kuya joms! point taken! :)
@Hoobert: thanks for dropping by and leaving a comment! and yes, your advice is noted. :)
Natey, don't analyze things much. Think of the long-term. :)
@leo: hey there.. it's not really about analyzing too much, leo.. it's gut feel.. and this time around, i'm right..
i don't think there's going to be any long term.. :'(
Awww.... as long as there is love, never give up.
*hugs*
@HRH Queen Chuni: thanks madam.. *hugs back* :'(
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