- 21:50 I live
- 21:50 Live
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YM session with an old friend/orgmate from college:
“nakita ko lang from somewhere…”
“ano?”
“A wise girl kisses but does not fall in love, listens but does not believe, leaves before she is left.”
“true that! haha.”
“haha. naalala lang kita.”
not that i had a reputation. in fact, this is what he probably regarded as a much-needed advice to sum up everything i should’ve learned from all his sermons back when he was among my confidants. back when all that came out of my mouth was about this boy who had me wrapped around his thumb. back when i foolishly let myself get strung along for an absurdly long time.
but that’s done, and i’m proud to say i’m totally over it, and him, too. now i know that i need to recognize it when something is just imagined and not really there. i can’t say i’ve wisened up, but if i did, i’m certainly not wise that way. it makes me wonder if i should be, though, now that i’m finding myself in a very familiar, strangely similar situation..
i’m hooked and (blindly) hopeful. he’s there, but not really. it’s almost like dejavu.