Color and rain.

It's Taking So Long

Tuesday, November 18, 2008 12:00 PM

Do miracles happen?

I guess they do, but I could hardly call this one a miracle.

I prayed to God last night that I would forget about him. I wished on a shooting star--maybe it was an airplane--the same thing. But it all happened in reverse.

I thought of him frequently, glancing at him for every 10 or so minutes, a habit.

I guess I'm masochistic. In a way. I saw him and my friend. My friend wiped something off his face, and of course! I instantly felt jealous. But I talked to me in my head.

"You have no right to get jealous. Sino ka ba? Ikaw lang naman yan di ba?"

Afterwards, we had a game. They won, no doubt about that. When I was making my way to my chair, he stuck out his hand to give me a high five. Since I was feeling all shitty and shit, I stared at it for a few seconds, contemplating...

I slapped it gently but I did not give him a smile as I always do.

I guess I should just wake up and wallow in my self- pity till I'm tired from all of this. And then I'd get better, right?

"Near to you, I am healing but its taking so long..." Near to You, A Fine Frenzy.