Thursday, February 06, 2014

Blog 4.4A: Love Letter

Dear Roxandra,
                It’s been almost three years from now when I first saw you. I can’t even figure out how delightful I am since it’s my very first time to step up in this institution as a freshman yet, your beauty is the one who captured my hungry eyes.
                I remembered the day when you startled my trembling world. It was the 23rd of May 2011, exactly a month before your 13th birthday when I first met an appealing young girl. If my memory serves me well, you’re in a green shirt with a shade of yellow – this caused too much bewilderment on my part of whether you’re a sophomore or a newbie like me. From that very moment, I can’t help myself but to stare at you. Despite several people roaming around which blocked my sight, I still find a way to keep my eyes on you.
                Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to see you again. The horde had gone crowded and crowded as we inch the final day of school maintenance week. I was in deep melancholy and desperation, for I won’t be looking at your dazzling charm again. I have waited for you for so long ‘til the classes began. Day by day, I was desperately hoping to see you, but I failed. I thought you were just a companion of a newbie, but I can’t imagine how ‘cause you look like a cool, teenage girl with the most stunning look; or you’re maybe a sophomore. Of course, as a freshman, I keep on hesitating to go upstairs just to sneak a look at every quarter to see you. I don’t even know your name.
                But it was September when I realized that we were just under the same sun. In fact, you were just right there adjacent to our quarter. I’m from Nitrogen and you’re from Oxygen. I was totally delightful that when I got home, I rushed to open my laptop and checked out my Facebook to add you. You accepted me right away. That was the time when I can say that I’m the most blissful man in this world.
                From that very moment, we always talked to each other every single night. In fact, we didn’t last a night without having a single chat. And it was the 3rd of October when you actually filled up my senses. Wanna know why? ‘Cause that night was when we had our longest conversation of three hours and 24 minutes. Yes, I keep a record of those, but those were just part of history.
                But my gladness and delight had turned out to be doomed as someone walked in your life which startled your world the way you startled my world before. You were easily hooked up and captivated by him. If I remembered it right, it was October 15 when he first mentioned your name in front of us.
                “Guinoo… ‘yung crush mo sa O,” he mentioned in jest.
                “Sino?” I replied, as if I don’t know anything.
                “Guinoo, ‘yung artista sa Channel 2,” he stated.               
                “Ah! Okay… oo, siya nga… siya na nga,” I replied with delight.
                But that simple talk would change the world. And yes, you fall in love and so he did. In fact, it was 11-11-11 when we had an educational trip. Unfortunately, we’re not in the same bus. I was with the guy whom you loved and I can notice that he didn’t even keep his phone all day long. He was texting you and you replied as well. That very moment, I felt a sign of love affair.
                And I was right. MARCH 27, 2012 turned out to be your MOST SPECIAL AND MEMORABLE DAY. I won’t be mentioning why, ‘cause it’s prithee obvious.
                In fact, your relationship had gone stronger as we set off to Baguio on the summer of 2012 to attend a youth seminar camp for almost a week. It seemed that there’s no single minute of the day when you’re not with him.
                Despite those sweet moments that you cherished, still I am here waiting to be loved. But all I can do is to wait, but I guess it’s all over.
                I tried to forget you, but the feelings from within are still persisting. Yes, I’m here once again, asking for your love – not because you’re single again, but to mend your broken heart and be here to love and cherish you much more than how he did.
                Now, I’ll ask you, “Could you be my one and only?”
Love,

Robin

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