Evening Rain
-that was the alias I remembered giving him then.
I was tasked to organize an exchange gift session for Christmas that year. That was more than five years ago. I guess I was the one who picked his name from the fish bowl full of the aliases of engineers written on rolled paper. He told me earlier today about the shirt I gave him for an exchange gift. He told me it is his favorite t-shirt.
He was the last person I had in mind who would understand where I come from in terms of what had gone through not more than two months ago. He was the last person I expect to comfort me when I'm breaking down in front of him and my colleagues who knew snitch about the breakup. He was the last person in mind who would hug me, would tell me he loves me and that I deserve someone better or something more in a relationship. He and Jonell, one of our advanced researchers who is also from Baguio, were the last people in mind to tell me I'm strong...that I'll eventually get over this. He was the last person in mind who I think has faith in me more than I have for myself. When I apologized for looking like crap after all the crying I did, he and Jonell plainly told me: "Whoever said you look like crap?"
All of these Evening Rain did for me tonight. As we parted ways, we hugged and I thanked him. I thanked him for giving me a shoulder to cry on and for putting sense in my decision, which is something I cannot do because of my quietly doubting spirit. But from the bottom of my heart, I thanked him for being such a wonderful friend...even for this evening.
Thank you very much, Ryan :)
I was tasked to organize an exchange gift session for Christmas that year. That was more than five years ago. I guess I was the one who picked his name from the fish bowl full of the aliases of engineers written on rolled paper. He told me earlier today about the shirt I gave him for an exchange gift. He told me it is his favorite t-shirt.
He was the last person I had in mind who would understand where I come from in terms of what had gone through not more than two months ago. He was the last person I expect to comfort me when I'm breaking down in front of him and my colleagues who knew snitch about the breakup. He was the last person in mind who would hug me, would tell me he loves me and that I deserve someone better or something more in a relationship. He and Jonell, one of our advanced researchers who is also from Baguio, were the last people in mind to tell me I'm strong...that I'll eventually get over this. He was the last person in mind who I think has faith in me more than I have for myself. When I apologized for looking like crap after all the crying I did, he and Jonell plainly told me: "Whoever said you look like crap?"
All of these Evening Rain did for me tonight. As we parted ways, we hugged and I thanked him. I thanked him for giving me a shoulder to cry on and for putting sense in my decision, which is something I cannot do because of my quietly doubting spirit. But from the bottom of my heart, I thanked him for being such a wonderful friend...even for this evening.
Thank you very much, Ryan :)