Sappy

One lazy sunday afternoon, feeling really sappy. I was munching on some biscuit covered in chocolate and staring into nothing. I fancied myself of playing with the biscuit foil cover and made a loop around my left ring finger. I was imagining that someone was so in-love with me that he gave me a ring as a sign of his love. Fancy as it is... I snapped out of that dream and just listened to the battery operated radio that we have because there was still no electricity that time in our town. How I wish that my one true love would come and sweep me off my feet (heeh?) Am I just coming to my desperation of having someone special in my life? Someone to hold, someone to love. I was brought back to this time when i was on my way home to Tagaytay, I boarded the bus and i was seated at the last row near the window. So, i was silently sitting there, staring at the window when these male senior citizens (probably around their 60's) sat at the other window side opposite mine's. I was just sitting there quietly, then i chanced to glance at them and saw them holding hands. I was so envious at them because they've reached that age yet they are still in each other's company. Man that was one of the sweetest things that i've seen in my life. How I wish I'd reach that age and still be with my special someone.

Snap. Still staring blankly into nothing. Confused with whom I shall be with. Well I have two suitors and apparently I like both of them, which is totally not right. Honestly, I like guy1 better than guy2. Hmm... Thing is, I have so many people waiting for me and it really makes me feel so confused. I used to think that collecting and selecting is one of those few systems of choosing a lover. Well, it's not working for me this time. It is giving me a hard time choosing and selecting. I still have to date some of them, and while those who thinks that going to bed with them would make me say yes, well, hell no. I am not interested with just sex, or having a one night stand with them. I find guys like them rude and disrespectful.
So there, dating them and knowing them better is really the way to go. So Mr. Niko Angelo, better be careful whom to deal with and whom to give your heart. By the way Mr. Niko Angelo, your "bahala na and matira matibay system" is not a good idea after all.
Now I can't deny the feeling that I am lonely. That I'm longing for someone to hug me, kiss me, and love me truthfully. These are one of those times when my mind is battling with my heart. To realize that I am in-love or to question myself, "am I in-love?"
Oops, wait Mr. Niko Angelo, don't rush yourself into saying that you are in love. Don't fall in-love so fast that you might crash in the end. You don't have to hurry. Stop. Look. And listen. HUHUHU. Magic is playing slow flow music.

As I was staring outside our balcony, I noticed the silver glow given off by the moon - it was full. How I wish I could walk into the night and follow the path made by the moon. I know it would be more worthwhile if I'm taking that same path with my special someone. Walking closely, just enjoying the cold Tagaytay breeze billowing against us. Holding hands, staring at the silvery reflection of the quaint light given off by the moon. Hugging, cuddling in each other's arms... How I wish these were all true, reality... It makes me feel more lonely. (I heard Incomplete by Sisqo, huhuhu)

How I wish I could just rest myself into deep slumber and be awaken by the Prince that I have long waited for. Yeah, just like Sleeping Beauty's story. But then, I know that it's just a fantasy (far-fetched) and it's just another fantasy never to be made a reality. Dream on Mr. Niko Angelo... Dream on...

October 1, 2006