Wednesday blues.

*****Will not delete this post. This will be a reminder of how stupid and deranged I was for the past couple of months. Hehe.

It was just an ordinary day for me, like every shift for the past month. I was fine.

Until we saw each other today.

It was so natural for you. Like nothing ever happened. Like we were just old friends that lost contact over the years...

It was sad because you never uttered my name. It was like...you've forgotten it.

I'm sorry, I didn't even stop when you called out to me. I just smiled at you and I walked away. I didn't want to stop and then fall all over again...

But you have no idea how much I missed you;

of how much I wanted to touch your face and your lips;

of how much I wanted to hear you say my name.

You have no idea...
You'll never know.

Comments

kerry said…
roseypoo... hug kita..*hug* i know what you're going through right now, heck we're both going through the same thing! basta. we'll get over them.. kaya natin 'to. hehe =) d2 lang me lagi ok? so..yoyosi ka ba? samahan kita Ü
8:19 AM, June 09, 2005
Quentin said…
funny how missing a person can be an eternity and an instant at the same time no? it's like a cup of instant yakisoba with an infinitely long noodle strand. ala lang. it's time for my medicine na kase e
10:39 AM, June 09, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@kakeru: thanks, kerry. i needed the hug. hay.

@quentino: oh, yakisoba. inom na.

***sorry 'bout the 'quentino' thingie..sounded good when i heard it...hehe..
12:57 PM, June 09, 2005
Quentin said…
i think quentino sounds sexy, like latino or something >:}

shirt huh? she on the other hand, asked for my pants. now i know what she could've done with it

*blushes*
4:31 PM, June 09, 2005
eventuallypretty said…
gawd how come misery loves company? we really have a connection twinnie. haha...

hope we feel BETTER soon. :)
9:41 PM, June 09, 2005
Quentin said…
^ and you two are bringing me down

*kill*
9:51 PM, June 09, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@quentino: your pants, eh? hmm. that's so...kinky. :lol:

@twinpatty: We'll get out of this rut soon enough...i just don't want to be jaded when that time comes. Ack.
3:55 AM, June 10, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@rocky: Hehe. I know I should. =) He was able to read this entry, and he texted me the next day to say that he does have an idea.

He thinks he does, but he doesn't know shit.
1:00 AM, June 13, 2005
Quentin said…
so when can I see a new, more joyful post?
8:36 PM, June 13, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@quentino: Hmm. Soon, i hope. How's the cotton ball? :glee:
9:32 PM, June 13, 2005
Quentin said…
oh I've burned it. it was quite flammable :grin:
9:04 AM, June 14, 2005
eventuallypretty said…
i was thinking the other day about what a friend told me..."happiness is a choice." it sounds easy right but it isn't. and what makes it more complicated is most of the time the thing/person who makes us happy is also the same thing/person that makes us feel miserable.

hay. i hope you are feeling better rose. :)
12:41 PM, June 15, 2005
eventuallypretty said…
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12:41 PM, June 15, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@quentino: Good move. I actually used the shirt as a mattress for my Siamese cat when she gave birth...:lol:

@twinpatty: You know what, the questions playing in my crazy mind were answered today. And, to tell you the truth, I've never felt better. =) Hope you feel the same way very soon.
8:20 PM, June 15, 2005
Anonymous said…
damn! bat ngayon ko lang nabasa ito?! naduduling na ba ako? weird! :S

quoting I'm sorry, I didn't even stop when you called out to me. I just smiled at you and I walked away. I didn't want to stop and then fall all over again...

whoa! hirap noh?! but you'll be fine...
6:43 AM, June 18, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@barenaked: I am fine. I feel unburdened and relieved that finally, FINALLY it's over. =) It's a good feeling. Thanks, jill!
7:35 AM, June 18, 2005
Technorati said…
Nice entry, this one.
6:19 PM, June 19, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@technorati: I hope you understand what it meant. Nice naman eh. Hehe.
1:30 PM, June 20, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@technorati: Talagang 'Mmmkay.'
4:32 PM, July 03, 2005
Technorati said…
So... Do you have game?

Haha. Just kidding, Ate Rose. I miss you po!

*lambitin*
2:57 PM, July 04, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@technorati: Oh, I have game alright.

Hence, the roller coaster rides.
5:55 PM, July 05, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@technorati: Missed that --- *lambitin*?
2:08 AM, July 06, 2005
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