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![]() “I can’t, you’re my friend’s ex.”
These were the words I usually tell you before just to avoid the question that you keep on asking me. I’ve been through a lot and I don’t think I am ready yet to be on the hot seat again and to accumulate all my friend’s harsh words against me. I can say that maybe I was really cursed. Ever since I fell in love, there’s always a hindrance and I can never be completely happy [...] "Goodbye"... siguro, isa na ang salitang ito sa mga masasakit na salitang pwedeng sabihin sa'yo ng isang taong masyado mong pinahahalagahan. Mas masakit kung alam mong wala kang kayang gawin para pigilan siya. Yung tipo na "...o.k. ingat ka na lang. Sulatan mo ako kapag nandoon ka na". Yung tipong... kunyari ayos lang sa'yo. Yung pakiramdam na gustong-gusto mo na siyang pigilan at habulin pero... heto ka... nakatanga habang pinapanood siyang umalis. Masakit hindi ba? Ilang gabi rin ang bubunuin mo para lang makalimutan siya. Ilang araw din ang pipilitin mong palipasin... kunyari wala lang nangyari. Ilang panahon rin ang kailangan mong kalimutan para masabi mo sa sarili mong "...life must go on kahit wala na siya." At ilang sandali rin ang kailangan mong itago para umiyak dahil nami-miss mo na siya. [...]
Somehow, the word “tomorrow” scares me. I am alone again, as I always am, and tonight even the moonlight is denying me of ignorance. Tomorrow, I will be alone.
Which proves it again. I don’t know about the days coming, but they are slowly becoming pieces of you, haunting me quite momentarily, now as present as possible, like the ghost of a defeated Muse. They seem to remind me of my inability to guiltlessly denounce my shortcomings, and the efficiency by which I relieve them. The days, though still unconsummated, take away the strength that would allow me to face you shamelessly and remind you of how I have dearly loved you. [...] "...Darating ka pa ba... kasi bibitaw na ako."
Ayoko nang makausap ka pa ulit. kahit ano na may kinalaman sa 'yo ayoko ng maalala o marining pa. Yan ang sinabi ko nung isang linggo, pagkatapos kong tumawag sa bahay ninyo. Di ba pinangako ko sa yo na tatawagan kita, hintayin mo ang tawag ko ha... ang sabi ko pa nga. Mga dis oras na ng gabi yon, inaantok na nga ako, kaya lang alam kong mga ganong oras lang kitang aabutan na nasa bahay. Nanlalamig ako habang nakikinig ako sa "ring" ng linya. Maya maya ay may sumagot na boses. [...] i stared at your picture inside my head and i wondered, "ano kayang ginagawa mo ngayon?" but, i shook it off, and told myself, "what the heck...he might not even be wond'ring what 'I' am doing right now" so i decided to erase that blurry image of you.
i took a sip of my coffee, sighed and blew on its swirling hot smog. i looked around the dim-lit room and saw that my friends are having a concert of snores and whizzes as they slumber side by side on that king-size bed after a big night at a party. how i wish i could sleep soundly too. but the numbing feeling of nothingness keeps me awake and...EMPTY. [...] Just wanna share this article that I got in my email...
"Ano ba ibig sabihin ng boylet?" Tanong yan sa akin ng isang boylet. Pero ano nga ba ang ibig sabihin ng 'boylet'? Ewan ko ba, pero napulot ko yan sa mga baklakekok kong kaibigan. "Ate, yummy ang boylet mo." "Bakla, saan ba may boylet dito?" Pero kung talagang pag-iisipan, mahirap ma-define ang boylet. Ito ba'y dahil sa age? Sa maturity? Sa height? Sa looks? [...] It was one of those nights when we don’t have to wait for the bus to come and pick us up, in the waiting shed in the northern part of the city. Perhaps nobody likes going out this kind of day, or maybe the wind is just too furious. We begin by walking, carrying bags containing liquor, a few packs of cigarettes and frozen dinner, and end up rummaging through transport carrying us to where we are supposed to go.
And in the apartment, silence cues the night to put out all the lights, and turn the unholy hour to a fervent prayer. Bent knees on asphalt, the night sways to a half-dance, half-trance with the circling of winds, turning the pile of leaves beside the street in an unsightly, ungodly spiral. [...] Dear Friend,
I can see lately you & my best bud are havin' a great time together. In fact, he has forgotten to call me whenever things go wrong 'coz he has you now. No big deal, I'm prepared, I expected that this would happen. That one day I'll lose him along the way. I just want to tell you that he's the kind of guy who seems to be so tough on the outside, yet with a soft heart inside. When something bothers him, he won't tell it to you directly. Instead, you have to be sensitive enough to feel the doubts and insecurities and everything he hides within. [...] I'm writing you a letter because it would be better than telling this to your face. I let pass one chance to talk to you out of respect for my best friend. But if I had my way, I'd burn off all the hair on your head. Including your eyebrows. And I can't say that I'm just joking.
I still cannot comprehend how you had the gall to break his heart. And your style of breaking up with a guy really sucks. You lied to Robert for how many weeks before breaking the news that you want to have your freedom so that you can give it to the village idiot who happens to be more physically accessible to you. [...] I am part of the corporate world. Yes I am part of the horde that endures the morning rush-hour traffic to get to work on time. The office and myself: a classic love-hate relationship that never ceases to both amaze and annoy me.
They say begin with the end in mind, but it's so hard to do that when the end is about 9 hours too far. Why the heck did I ever have to grow up? Why do I have to endure the same boring routine every single day? I mean life is so hard enough that you don't even have to introduce such low expectations into it, yet we still do. Isn't there anything better to do than just sit in front of my desk for a third of my day, stare at a brightly lit computer screen [...] |
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