letter

This past week has been all about letters… an article of a 19-year old girl writing a letter to her future love and a friend who sent me a letter with all her frustrations and confusions in it. I also saw a box full of letters from my younger years from all my friends and reminisced on them for quite awhile. Nowadays, most letters are type written, e-mailed, of short messages can be sent through a test message, tweet or a simple wall post on facebook. my letters (like the previous post) is more on a blog post… 

Hey you,

Remember those times when I just go to you and talk about anything under the sun? How I would talk about my likes and dislikes, and ask you about yours? How you would ask what kind of girl am I when I go out on dates or how I treat guys then you would exclaim "ikaw nalang ligawan ko!"? Those times when you text me and ask me where I am, what am I doing, who I'm with and tease me about having such an extravagant lifestyle? Those times when you tell me to have a safe trip when going home late from a night out with my friends? When you ask me to watch you play your sport? When we spend time laughing or teasing each other and feel like we were the only two people in the room when in fact, the room is full of people? or that one time when you told me I was cute, without me even trying to………

Because those were the times that I always go back to… the times where I wish to be in every single day… back to the time before all these issues came out and things became awkward between us. 

I know, I am not someone you would ever like, or take a second look at for that matter, and I tried to forget you and move on. But how could I? Just when I start not to think about you, you come back. Just when I start to hate you, you do something so sweet that even I couldn't resist smiling and just forgiving you? Just when I start not to care, you just sweep me off my feet again? 

Hey you, I really don't know when I started to like you. All those "remember the time when" stuff were nothing to me when they were happening… nothing seemed important. Even though a lot of people were telling me that they could see through me and could tell that something was these, I didn't know, honestly. 

Remember that little thing I gave you and told you not to tell anyone about it? It was when I saw it and thought about you that I realize there was really something. 

So, hey you, I hope you forgive me. 

Always but not forever, 

me

oh, I almost forgot, when you are at loss of words with me, just give me a :)