We Met Again
“When we meet, it will be love at first sight. And we will complement each other in every single way.
The world is so big, there has to be someone in this world that is like that…
So if we somehow meet,
It would be a miracle.”
-Iyo’s thoughtful dream (Tonari no Kaibutsukun Chp 50)
When I read these dreamy lines, I felt like a part of me was trying to make wish, too. Deep inside of me was asking for a moment where this special person in my heart would come to me, color my world with beautiful smiles and laughter, falling in love together with me, beside me.
I just suddenly started believing in the Japanese myth of red-string-of-faith.
I wonder if there’s really this invisible string that holds my heart to him even after all these years, still vibrating and connected. And I wonder if this feeling will find its own reward soon. When he does find it in himself that he likes me more than the way I love him, please, in time let it so that this awkward heart will feel how it is to be love sincerely back. Since this heart has been secretly wishing, hoping that this bud I've been keeping in the dark would one day bloom in a very wonderful flower, where there is no more darkness but fragrance and sunshine.
There is this line I read from tumblr.com that came to be my favorite.
It says-
‘People who are meant to be together always find their way back.
They may take a few detours, but they are never lost.’
If this piece counts to be a melodramatic one, pardon me. Binuhos ko ang puso ko dito.
…medyo corny, but I think love is really corny, in lots of ways.