i was emptying my Yahoo email account a while ago, sobrang dami na ng messages na hindi ko na nabasa so i've decided to delete those messages. One of the messages dated 4 years ago moved me, this came from my Jfinex yahoo group. I don't know kung sino ang author, and after reading, teary-eyed ako...
....Walking around the mall by myself, I bumped into
someone I never thought of seeing again. At
first, I didn’t know what to do. Should I
approach her? Should I say hi? What should I say
to her? Does she still remember me?
After all these years, she looked pretty much the
same to me. Her hair is still short, so is her
height; and she still wears that sweet smile on
her face. She is still the same attractive girl I
met 8 years ago, but it felt different seeing her
again.
Here in front of me is the first person who made
me human, the first person who brought joy,
laughter, pain and suffering to my life. The
first person who made me feel wanted, and the
first person who made me feel worthless. And
after how many years, I can still remember how I
habitually made phone calls to her every 8 0’
clock, after the chain of soap operas she
fanatically monitored; how I would surprise her
with different gifts that vary from simple
letters to baked cookies to surprise parties; how
I loved holding her hand while we walked around,
with her strong grip as if she didn’t want to let
me go; how I loved everything about her, her
smile, her eyes, and how she made me feel.
Here in front of me is the person who made me cry
buckets of tears, use up boxes of Kleenex, and
close my door to the world. Here in front of me
is the person who taught me that life isn’t all
about having fun; that there is more to life than
endless phone calls, gifts, long walks, and yes,
there is more to life than love. That life
doesn’t end when love fades; that people walk in
and out of your life and you can’t do anything
but accept it, because that’s how life is.
And when I think about it now, it just makes me
smile to know that as pathetic as I was when I
was moaning over a love lost, I became a better
person because of her. All the things she taught
me and all the memories I have of her are stored
as a chapter of my life; one of the best chapters
of my life that I will never forget -- and I will
always be thankful for that.
And there she stood, in front of me, and I have
been staring at her for the past few minutes. I
still didn’t know what to say. And when she
finally saw me, she grabbed my hand as she used
to do years ago, and greeted me with her sweet
smile. She was in a hurry and I didn’t want to
keep her for long.
As I walked away, I knew that what just happened
was a sign, not of a second chance, but that life
is never about closing your door to the world.
That life is about being human, that it is all
right to cry and to make mistakes. And that
however painful love can be, it is the only thing
that makes us truly human...
....Walking around the mall by myself, I bumped into
someone I never thought of seeing again. At
first, I didn’t know what to do. Should I
approach her? Should I say hi? What should I say
to her? Does she still remember me?
After all these years, she looked pretty much the
same to me. Her hair is still short, so is her
height; and she still wears that sweet smile on
her face. She is still the same attractive girl I
met 8 years ago, but it felt different seeing her
again.
Here in front of me is the first person who made
me human, the first person who brought joy,
laughter, pain and suffering to my life. The
first person who made me feel wanted, and the
first person who made me feel worthless. And
after how many years, I can still remember how I
habitually made phone calls to her every 8 0’
clock, after the chain of soap operas she
fanatically monitored; how I would surprise her
with different gifts that vary from simple
letters to baked cookies to surprise parties; how
I loved holding her hand while we walked around,
with her strong grip as if she didn’t want to let
me go; how I loved everything about her, her
smile, her eyes, and how she made me feel.
Here in front of me is the person who made me cry
buckets of tears, use up boxes of Kleenex, and
close my door to the world. Here in front of me
is the person who taught me that life isn’t all
about having fun; that there is more to life than
endless phone calls, gifts, long walks, and yes,
there is more to life than love. That life
doesn’t end when love fades; that people walk in
and out of your life and you can’t do anything
but accept it, because that’s how life is.
And when I think about it now, it just makes me
smile to know that as pathetic as I was when I
was moaning over a love lost, I became a better
person because of her. All the things she taught
me and all the memories I have of her are stored
as a chapter of my life; one of the best chapters
of my life that I will never forget -- and I will
always be thankful for that.
And there she stood, in front of me, and I have
been staring at her for the past few minutes. I
still didn’t know what to say. And when she
finally saw me, she grabbed my hand as she used
to do years ago, and greeted me with her sweet
smile. She was in a hurry and I didn’t want to
keep her for long.
As I walked away, I knew that what just happened
was a sign, not of a second chance, but that life
is never about closing your door to the world.
That life is about being human, that it is all
right to cry and to make mistakes. And that
however painful love can be, it is the only thing
that makes us truly human...
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i wrote this piece :)
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