He texted me, we fall in love we call each other MINE, we hang out til' wee hours in the morning, the night wont end without saying i love you, i miss you, word war, petty feud, haggling, kissing, make love, explaining why we do love each other. I'm having a good day ahead, morning texts, telling me his going for a ball game, drinking binge, with his friends or out where jullias located, telling me he was home at 3.45am; missed calls.
All this word were the latest buzz about me and MINE. Throughout the day, he was the constant texter i got from day to day. Encompassing yet i was looking forward. i was in constant navigation, inhaling every thin air when it starts to become so crispy at 2am or 4 perhaps. not until saturday! He might bade farewell the last txt i got was "TIPSY" might be an acronym. but then i tried to sway back from getting too deep with what was he texted, i replied to my own thought. till now, i dont really know where he is, why he never texted. i am starting to get scared, the worry might be a surrogate to the emotion that i believe will be burried. as if it never existed. when in fact its hurting me now that i missed that person so much, that despite of his being anonimous; still i embrace the fact that i keep holding on to his promise.
But then again, i was happy to the thought that despite of everything of being me, someone loves me, shared my sharpest mind boggling ideas. we love being childish together, i love him making me a brat of his love, talking to my absurd behaviour i might have this an up close excuses, perhaps of his being so real. i then fell for him. surreal might i thought, but im starting to fall apart now. i dont now what to do... u left me blue, you told me i could get thru coz god loves me and you too! would i hang on to it?