I received a simple text message yesterday.
“How are you?”
Not recognizing the number, I ignored it. Then came the next text.
“Its me, R. I called the bank. You left na pala.”
Wow, after close to 3 years since last we talked, I get this. So what, papa-importante pa ba ako? Nah, too old and too tired.
“Ok lang, dami trabaho.. Ikaw?”
“Same Same. I’d like to visit sana your mom, mangangamusta lang. How’s your lovelife?”
Already recovering from my intial surprise at this point, I was waiting for some emotion to come out of me, something…anything….pero… nothing, I didn’t feel anything at all.
“We transferred na, moved nearer to Villanueva gate.” (he knows our subdivision like the back of his hand).
“Text kita pag pupunta nako, ok lang?”
“Sure”, I texted.
And that was it.
I’ve changed a lot over the past 3 years and so has my circumstances. If ever he does come to the house, it’ll be like meeting me for the first time. He will pry when he sees the change but I don’t owe him any explanation.
Strange really. I didn’t think I was ever going to get over him. I loved him so much and it broke my heart when it ended. I remember our good times together, a lot of them, fond memories which now what it will remain to be.
I’ve been receiving a lot of curve balls lately. Let’s see what kind of curve ball R is bringing if he does come and visit. For all we know, the text message incident was just a fluke.
“How are you?”
Not recognizing the number, I ignored it. Then came the next text.
“Its me, R. I called the bank. You left na pala.”
Wow, after close to 3 years since last we talked, I get this. So what, papa-importante pa ba ako? Nah, too old and too tired.
“Ok lang, dami trabaho.. Ikaw?”
“Same Same. I’d like to visit sana your mom, mangangamusta lang. How’s your lovelife?”
Already recovering from my intial surprise at this point, I was waiting for some emotion to come out of me, something…anything….pero… nothing, I didn’t feel anything at all.
“We transferred na, moved nearer to Villanueva gate.” (he knows our subdivision like the back of his hand).
“Text kita pag pupunta nako, ok lang?”
“Sure”, I texted.
And that was it.
I’ve changed a lot over the past 3 years and so has my circumstances. If ever he does come to the house, it’ll be like meeting me for the first time. He will pry when he sees the change but I don’t owe him any explanation.
Strange really. I didn’t think I was ever going to get over him. I loved him so much and it broke my heart when it ended. I remember our good times together, a lot of them, fond memories which now what it will remain to be.
I’ve been receiving a lot of curve balls lately. Let’s see what kind of curve ball R is bringing if he does come and visit. For all we know, the text message incident was just a fluke.