Feb 09, 2010 21:51
I'm not censoring your name because even if I do, it'll still be obvious.
I called you up a few days after Ondoy to check if you're doing well. I even sent you an SMS. I just texted you awhile ago.
It's weird not seeing your car anymore. Each time I go to UP, I'm always hoping I'd bump into you, car-less or in your car. I'm always hoping I could somehow see your car parked in the AS parking lot where I can leave a note or something and use your wiper to keep the note from flying off your window. Each time I see someone driving the same car as yours, I'm always hoping that the plate number would read PSJ-744. See, I still remember your plate number? And if it's weird not seeing your car anymore, it's weirder that I don't see you anymore.
I'm always in UP every Tuesday. And in those days, I don't even see you in campus. On Fridays I sometimes go to UP and I still could not find you. It's weird and frustrating because I want to see you, but I don't get to see you. I do want to see you, even just for thirty minutes and check how you're doing. I care. I'm here, you know my number, if you want to be with someone, tell me. I'm dying to hear from you. To see you even for a day is like icing to my cake. Seriously.
I am your friend. Friend. FRIEND. I want to help you if you need help.
Please. Give us a sign that you're still alive. Show yourself. Or your car.
Love,
Me :)
P.S. I miss you.
great ella great that was sappy,
chummy,
fa repas