I just finished talking to a friend. It took us probably an hour just talking and saying each other I MISS YOU!!! Then, we talk and talk many things under the sun. Talk about what happen to us today. What did we do? Things we ate. She told me that, she went to Greenhill’s just to do a favour to her friend to buy bags for her mother. Then, she told me she saw a Tommy Hilfiger bag colour red and it was so beautiful and she wants it. Unfortunately, she out of cash and she felt bad and sad because she didn’t get the bag. Anyhow, I just told her okay I’ll buy it to her soon if ever I have extra cash. Then both of us smile and just continue our conversation. We talk about the ongoing gathering of our former classmate’s way back in the age of innocent. An email was send to me this week asking to join them this Saturday to have fun and get together. But, offcourse, the reason is that….well, it up to us, my friend and I, hehehehehe. Well, it is a very complicated the reason will just for those people who have the same experience and feelings. We are just a minority of it. Anyhow, we also talk about our plans and work. Telling her that I am doing three jobs at a time and I feel so great even though it is exhausting but still I love it.
“…There are times in this world that we seem to ask for more and look for something and yet things cannot just be here for us. We tend to be a positivist in most of our life but we end up worrying and depress if ever things won’t work out on what we wanted to happen…”
Then, we talk again. She told me that she dream that she wish that hmmm…am… singing in my wedding someday. She will be the wedding singer on my wedding. We both laugh but she asks me to wait here is the big crazy idea and say this, “…am I will also compose the song and the lyrics will be like this…bakit hanggang ngayon nalilito pa rin ako…(…why until now I am still confused…)”. Then both of us laugh so load. Then, I said to her that if ever that happen I will love her. Then, I will whisper her saying that you will be always my very good friend.
“…Both of us felt a sudden thankful in our heart and a relief. The feeling of contentment was really help people to feel so secure. I would love to have people around me and saying that how happy am I to be at my side in spite of the things that happen on us. We always tend to be asking for someone to let fill the emptiness in our lives. After having that contentment we just move on and just forget the unbearable thoughtfulness that stranger has done to you…”
Then, we talk a lot more and continue our conversation telling ourselves we miss each other. Oh, one thing more when I was talking to her and saying I really misses you. She mentioned that I know that and you also want a hug from me. I said to her of course I want to hug you and wanted to be with you for a couple of hours just let the emptiness that I am having I my heart be filled by her.
“…the touch of a friend is something a person wants. Most of the time we think of it and day dream of it just to let the awkwardness inside us begun and never come back. Because of that we always experience that there are people that we least expect comes in our path and just sit beside you and let you feel the most important feeling that anyone have done to you. Because of that a new found strange person was added to your unlimited memory that will be running through your life until you die…”
“….we tend to ask for many things, wish every thing we see, grab every thing we touch, run every thing we can think we can finish it, and pursue every moment that was given to us but we forget the people that we bump, talk to, meet, sit beside, eye to eye contact, and even smile. Those who give you the feeling of security in times we think we never need it but unconsciously we are craving for it. We are blinded of the amazement of the moments we just want but never felt any contentment on it in the long run. The temporary feeling we had that have grown together since from the beginning. When the end is near realization will knock on us and pour everything that we have done when we started to learn how to think…”
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