Last August 31, 2013, you gave me a ring with “TEAM XY” engraved on it.
It
has been at least three weeks since we last talked to each other, and I
deliberately put you on the screened list that first week. The second week I
was longing for you. It was painful and hard for me to wait; then on the third
week...on the third week I thought I was over you.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Why would you show out of the
blue?
Mind if I put a poem in this?
‘cause fuck, it’s you I miss.
You cannot do that, you know? You
cannot go missing one day and when I thought the storm is over, aha, you appear
again. That is just unfair. Why don’t you just quit it? Can’t you see that i’m
fine and dandy without you? Ugh! Who am I convincing again? Fuck.
The truth is, i don’t know what
i’m yapping about. I’m the one who ‘dumped’ you and I’m the one who is forcing
you to move on. Why am I still this
attached to you and why do I feel like you’re somehow, in this crazy fuck
situation, stuck with me too? Whenever
you do that ‘pakilig’ thing on me, I
always forgot, for at least a minute, the reasons why we’re not supposed to be
together...and then it will drop on me like a bomb. WE CAN’T BE TOGETHER. Again, who am I convincing? Ugh. I’m doomed
for the rest of my life. (HAH. I hope not.)
What’s the ring supposed to mean
again?
I’d like to remind you that i am
not yours. I am not anyone’s for I am not a thing.
Most importantly, you have a
girlfriend. Even when I know for a fact that she’s your ‘panakip-butas’, she loves you dearly and I have to at least respect
that. It’s not her fault that you’re a douche.
Goodbye.
But then again,
I remember saying to a friend
“Oh I miss being hugged and being
akbay. Maybe I should ask Xy to leave
his girlfriend and be with me instead. Papayag na rin ako makipagsex sa kanya.”
this was a joke, of course. But...
this was a joke, of course. But...
A thought is a thought, though. Nothing but a random-senseless-thoughtless thought.
