One year had elapsed since he caught my attention. One year had elapsed since I noticed how charming he was. There were numerous instances that happened between us, even I can't seem to remember all. Over the summer, my heartbeat rose to a new level. We grew a lot closer than before. I kept my friendly face even though it hurts me inside. I thought I was lying to him and to myself. Yet, he was there making my day seem brighter. A smile is always plastered on my face whenever I feel his presence, even with just a simple "hi" or hello". He became my inspiration, even with the perspectives on what my heart says.
I never knew that he would come back. I even forgot all about him. It had been almost five years since he left. Who would ever thought that someone would come back after such a long period of time? When he returned, I noticed how he has changed. He wasn't that smart anymore. He has even become one of "the boys" (you probably know what I mean, don't you?). He grew into a "Super D" person. He has become to proud of himself. The list goes on. He just isn't that cute boy I had a crush on in my elementary years. I was stuck with another one, so I thought it would be impossible for me not to fall for him anymore. My own pillow betrayed me. We grew close, somewhat similar to the closeness I have with the other. He began to tease and joke around me, making me ride along. Our personalities somewhat match. And physically speaking, I love his eyes. They are not the kind of eyes you usually see. We became too close, making my "rival" kind of jealous. But, he used you! Have you even thought about that?! Yes, I thought about that. However, I don't know why how the past came back.
Masaya na ako kay Number 1, ngunit si Number 2 ay bumalik. Kapag wala si Number 1, si Number 2 ang nagpapaligaya sa akin and vice versa. Bakit tuwing kailan masaya ako sa isa, saka sisingit naman ang isa? - Me
Kung mahal mo talaga siya, patunayan mo sa akin. Pababalikin ko si Number 2. - God
He wants to tell me something through Number 1 and Number 2.
Cheska's thoughts at 12:49 AM
life's sweetness..
The sound that sting one's ears, the smell of damp paper left outside to humidify and dehydrate, the unconscious minds and treacherous hearts were all but a part of the melodrama.
