Saturday, June 23, 2007


She held and pressed my hand for the last time, then the tricycle I was riding on went away...

It was my last memory of her. I'd be counting again years just to be able to see her again, and be with her, and have that hug that I've always had when she comes home. This time is diffrent from the past coming home. Because this time, her coming back to the Philippines has never been uncertain than this.

She's almost more than one hour in flight to Nagoya. She'll be busy again, preparing for her next trip that have crushed my heart so many times. She's migrating to US with her husband, and meatball. We will be at the world's both ends. Too far from each other. Coudn't contain the thought, that while I gaze at a beautiful sunrise, she wonders at the sight of the moon.

She went to the Philippines ahead of me. While I was just about to ride the plane from Singapore to Manila, she has just landed Manila from Japan. I would have wanted to stay in Malaysia because I'm still at the verge of having a good career soon. But knowing that she will be coming home and stay just for less than a week, I immediately decided to go home, and catch up with her, and spend moments with her, before she goes far, farther than where she is now.

We've been friends for more than 5 years. Words could not express how important and significant she is in my life. She has never ever failed on me. She was the only person who never fails to give me clothes that really fit, no matter how big or slim I have become. She makes wonderful and teary-eyed surprises, wherever I am and whenever she wants to, even without occasions. She treats me to places I have never been to. She taught me the word "bubblewrap" and the small pack inside bags and shoes that says "do not eat" (sorry, forgot the word again). She hugs as if you wouldn't want to let go. She has always been there, from my lowest to the victories of my life. She has been a nurturing mother. She always argues with me. She makes me cry a lot. She makes me see things differently.

She will always be my favorite person.
Who says no soul can keep a long distance relationship?
Our friendship has been tested by the tides of times. And though most of the times, we are away from each other, our friendship continues to grow and stay strong.


Me and my favorite person in our favorite Starbucks venue (Starbucks, Bayview Park Hotel, U.N. Ave. Manila)

I'll be definitely missing you again, just like those other times you left. You may think I am not appreciative at times, but I hope being proud of you, and letting the world wide web that you are my favorite person would at least give a smile in your heart.

I love you MIN.
You will always be my favorite person.

And oh, it gave me a little relief when you told me "di bale, susunod ka naman eh..." I don't want to expect, but knowing you've said that, gives me even a bit of a hope. And thank you din, dahil anjan ka, habang nagluluksa ako.

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