I was scavenging my diary last night and saw this letter I made for someone close to me in church when I was in high school. Anyway, I just thought of sharing it with you guys ( yeah.. I know its mushy and all but I still think it's cute... =) )
A letter for you:
I saw you this morning; you were your usual self. So carefree, unaware of the beauty you hold within. Unconsciously (or a little voluntarily), my eyes would gaze upon your direction. Those boyish smile is enough to lose my resolve, Oh I pray to our God that you will one day offer me even just one of your smiles, a desperate plea, but one I can trade my soul to. And those eyes, those are my favorite. It displays confidence and humility at the same time, it speaks to people by itself, it reflects how you take pleasure on things, it was never sad, it constantly allures people you are talking with. I pray heaven will permit me to see your soul through those eyes again.
However, that's far from possible, to you, I have never existed. I was merely a replica of someone really close to you. You used to say that we were soul sisters but do you know what differs me from her? She has you, whereas I, I only want you. I Love You. Funny I can say those words when we have not talked for ages. The last time was the day before you went to Manila. You read to me every message from your inbox, I can’t remember those quotes really, all I cared that time was you and me together in a room, I was delirious, overwhelmed by the fact that you finally allowed me to get a glimpse of your own private world. I remembered how softly your voice came out as you read to me those words. Even the angels must be in glee for the morning stars were shining so brightly that night. That was then, we were to start a beautiful friendship and endless possibilities of you and I together had played on my mind. I was hopeful. But destiny never gave us a chance….
Classes would soon start and you have to go. Time crushed me. We have not even started and you must go. College was different my dear, friends are few and acquaintances are countless, we both have our own lives to live, we have lost touch. But you know what? Aside from 12 hours of sleep, I would look forward to semester break because it would mean talking to you again even if it means a minute of how are yous . It would create a warm feeling surging inside me every time you talk. And during worship, I would praise God some more knowing that you’re home again and that you came safe.
Now, two years have passed and I never get tired of praying for you. You like books don’t you? Have you read Nicholas Spark’s “A Walk to Remember”? I have drawn inspiration to Jaime. One day, my prayers would realize. The universe will conspire in making those dreams come to life. But too much time has passed. And things are too different now, We have nothing else to talk about but there are tons of things I would love to know. How are you? How is Sophia? Do you still remember the wonderful time we had during the summer camp? *sigh* Questions after questions I would like to ask but every time I am to go over and talk to you, friends would flock to your seat. I guess they miss you too. That is one thing I absolutely admire about you. You draw people at your pole. You have stories to tell. They ask about your life in the big city and you would articulately relate to them how different it is to Davao and that you will never dream of living there for a long time. Though you answer their every question politely with a smile, there are times when you look so serene, almost ethereal to look at, your face looking down feeling the fresh air as everybody mingles around during lunch.
Next week, if by chance we will see each other again, then it would be beautiful. Maybe I can muster enough courage to atleast say hello to you. But for now, I have to say my nightly prayer. I will still be praying for you, but unlike before, I will now instead pray for your health and safety. Of course I will still hope for your attention but I figured that I cannot go on to this lunacy. I like you now and I pray to God to take this feelings away. Tonight, I will pray for something else, I pray for that somebody whom God has reserved for me, only for me, and hopefully tonight that someone is praying for me too.
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A letter for you:
I saw you this morning; you were your usual self. So carefree, unaware of the beauty you hold within. Unconsciously (or a little voluntarily), my eyes would gaze upon your direction. Those boyish smile is enough to lose my resolve, Oh I pray to our God that you will one day offer me even just one of your smiles, a desperate plea, but one I can trade my soul to. And those eyes, those are my favorite. It displays confidence and humility at the same time, it speaks to people by itself, it reflects how you take pleasure on things, it was never sad, it constantly allures people you are talking with. I pray heaven will permit me to see your soul through those eyes again.
However, that's far from possible, to you, I have never existed. I was merely a replica of someone really close to you. You used to say that we were soul sisters but do you know what differs me from her? She has you, whereas I, I only want you. I Love You. Funny I can say those words when we have not talked for ages. The last time was the day before you went to Manila. You read to me every message from your inbox, I can’t remember those quotes really, all I cared that time was you and me together in a room, I was delirious, overwhelmed by the fact that you finally allowed me to get a glimpse of your own private world. I remembered how softly your voice came out as you read to me those words. Even the angels must be in glee for the morning stars were shining so brightly that night. That was then, we were to start a beautiful friendship and endless possibilities of you and I together had played on my mind. I was hopeful. But destiny never gave us a chance….
Classes would soon start and you have to go. Time crushed me. We have not even started and you must go. College was different my dear, friends are few and acquaintances are countless, we both have our own lives to live, we have lost touch. But you know what? Aside from 12 hours of sleep, I would look forward to semester break because it would mean talking to you again even if it means a minute of how are yous . It would create a warm feeling surging inside me every time you talk. And during worship, I would praise God some more knowing that you’re home again and that you came safe.
Now, two years have passed and I never get tired of praying for you. You like books don’t you? Have you read Nicholas Spark’s “A Walk to Remember”? I have drawn inspiration to Jaime. One day, my prayers would realize. The universe will conspire in making those dreams come to life. But too much time has passed. And things are too different now, We have nothing else to talk about but there are tons of things I would love to know. How are you? How is Sophia? Do you still remember the wonderful time we had during the summer camp? *sigh* Questions after questions I would like to ask but every time I am to go over and talk to you, friends would flock to your seat. I guess they miss you too. That is one thing I absolutely admire about you. You draw people at your pole. You have stories to tell. They ask about your life in the big city and you would articulately relate to them how different it is to Davao and that you will never dream of living there for a long time. Though you answer their every question politely with a smile, there are times when you look so serene, almost ethereal to look at, your face looking down feeling the fresh air as everybody mingles around during lunch.
Next week, if by chance we will see each other again, then it would be beautiful. Maybe I can muster enough courage to atleast say hello to you. But for now, I have to say my nightly prayer. I will still be praying for you, but unlike before, I will now instead pray for your health and safety. Of course I will still hope for your attention but I figured that I cannot go on to this lunacy. I like you now and I pray to God to take this feelings away. Tonight, I will pray for something else, I pray for that somebody whom God has reserved for me, only for me, and hopefully tonight that someone is praying for me too.
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hahaha. super high school kaayo ang feelings te.^_^hehehe. cute!
ReplyDeletetanx janely! nostalgic ang dating.. super kilig pa ako nito nung hs..lol
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