Tuesday, 16 June 2015

Old times.

I've liked <u>a lot</u> (please note the bold italic underline) of guys, like really. My close friends would get confused when I try to remind them, they would be like "Which guy are you talking about? The one from your tuition centre? Or is it you BIL's relative? Or it's the other one?" Hahahaha but well most of them stays as what they are, merely eye candy. (Okay Ramadan is near gotta start lowering my gaze; but eh look he's wearing a nice pair of kicks! Lols jk)

Amongst all of the guys in my never ending list, one of them was pretty special. What we had was special, well at least it was for me. I don't know what is it that we had, it's like an almost-relationship but it was definitely not a real relationship.

But one thing for sure, loving him wasn't easy. All the dramas and heartbreak, I can't even say if it's worth it or not. Our complicated-almost-relationship lasted pretty long, started somewhere in 2010? and I finally put a full stop to it early 2013. In that duration of time, life was heaven and hell at the same time. I should hate him, I did, but not anymore. We're friends now. I've moved on and this post is just one of my many walks down the memory lane.

He was my love-at-first-sight. He was so cute, sitting next to me at my favorite coffee shop (for a reason that is too complicated to tell), staring straight into my eyes with those warm brown eyes. It was complicated actually, it didn't start out that well. I was annoyed with him at that time, but after that we talked and cleared things out and started becoming friends.

There are times where we go months without talking. There are times when we'll utter the "I miss you"s. There are times where we both stay silent on the line, there are times you'd sing me a lullaby. There are times he'll pick me up and take me out on a date, there are times he'll just pick me up to send me back to college.

Looking back, those times don't even seem real. It all felt like a dream, a bittersweet beautiful nightmare. To actually believe that I actually have felt love, despite it not the right one, is pretty surreal.

You've changed girlfriends countless times since then, I hope that you won't break any more girls' hearts but I doubt that would happen haha.

And me, well, I'm contently waiting for my Prince Charming to find its way to find me. No fuss no rush.

I wish for a happy ending for both of us, on separate ways.

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