adieu, my love.
Thursday, September 15, 2011, 11:54 PM
I was wearing my lucky floral shirt and the red bowtie in the airport hall. Standing there holding her hand before she crossed over to the other side of the airport, it felt a little sad when told me she was going to go. She kissed me. We hugged, then she smiled, saying she'll be back soon and giggled telling me,
"remember to lose weight okay?"
She crossed over, turned, smiled and waved goodbye, then tearing a bit. I think i was too (a little). Can't believe i told her not to, after how i kind of almost failed. Then she crossed back with another kiss, to the policeman's horror (which was kind of funny lool). i terribly love her. And then went off to meet her sis. I watched her as she pranced along, occasionally looking back and waving until they disappeared around a corner.
Lately i had taken a few polaroids and holgas with her, albeit reluctantly (still can't take photos), and smelling her lovely hair (why do girls' hair smell so nice?). I gave her a letter i wrote to read on the plane, and a HANDWRITTEN 12-page Manual titled "HOW TO SURVIVE AN APOCALYPSE" that i made for her :D making sure she survives 2012, no matter if aliens or zombies attack us. I even got a new pair of matching scrabble rings, since i dirtied mine and they made her really happy.
we kind of decided that no matter what happens, or will happen, we would remain as friends, and see how things go until she comes back. Time passes and everything and anything can happen, but love endures, no matter platonic or romantic love. We'll see how things go. But no matter what, we promised that we'll have to be happy.
"Whatever that makes us happy, that's the most important;
because that's what love is, right?"
The parting was kind of a mutual bittersweet experience for both of us. The last 14 months i've spent with her have been lovely and incredible, since the day we met at the nafa art exhibit by accident. I guess i'll be missing those mornings where i wake up and fry bacon and make scrambled eggs like a boss, those brunches where we have at clarke quay restaurants, those silly chick flicks that we rented for $14 to watch, the times where she would shop in hermes and i would play my psp like a boss, those fridays i wasted with her, her slr camera and shades collections, the picnics we have at the botanic gardens, where i would wear different bowties, her incredibly lovely stereo playlists, how we look at each other randomly, not say a single word and smile :) and so many other things. No matter where we go, we've learnt something; Happiness can be found in your heart, if you wish it. (Also explains kelly's eternal sunshine heart)
I actually didn't truly understand this until recently, when i had a batshit crazy (both of us being crazy -55% me, 45% her) argument with one of my close confidantes, who somehow unknowingly made me understand how was i supposed to deal with this. After that, i had a really lovely talk her, bringing us to what we did. We're kind of umm, i wouldn't say broken up or not. More like taking a break from each other and seeing how things go. With this free time i'm getting, i'm going to better off myself with whatever cool things the universe has to offer, and I've a community to conquer. IMA GET WASHBOARDS (just saying)
I finally decided to update the blog seeing this is a new chapter of my life i guess (in some way). And although so many big things (disasters) that have happened to me, this is something that i actually want to keep a memory of, since it was so beautiful and stuff. I still remember the day at the art gallery like it was yesterday. (i'm Archiving the old stuffs)
And I think i'm going to get twitter, due to jess and oliannet's influence.