Teach Me How To Love"It's Christmas today. Can I hear your answer?" I read on Google Talk the moment I opened my Gmail.
"What about Christmas?" I typed back immediately, slightly agitated. Why can't he let go?
"Most lovers get their answers on Christmas "
I leaned back on my chair and sighed. "I gave you my answer a long time ago."
"Not even a little bit of that feeling remains?"
"No." And there never was that feeling. By then I was annoyed for the fact that I had given him my answer two months ago before he turned into a jerk.
"Fine! Fine, then."
That was the last I heard from him.
Two months ago, he had said he loved me. He had always been cute and I liked him as a friend.
After his confession, I still hung around him. He had always been a close guy-friend. That was my first mistake. I had given him false hope.
"Can I hug you?" he asked me one day.
One thing that hadn't changed about him was that he's straightforward, and probably the most I've met even until now.
S O R R O WS tressing oneself is hard to restrain --
O ver time they'll stack up and turn into pain.
R eversing the cycle's like playing a game;
R ethinking one's problem would hassle the same.
O ccurring depression is not only lame.
W hy would one choose not to live and be plain?
F A M I L YF orever is when we shall part
A rouse the faith within my heart
M ay humility and tenderness remain our bond
I t's kindness and love I seek beyond
L iving together from the day I was born
Y onder when you leave, it is my turn to mourn.
Two Seconds "Don't you think good times pass by so fast?"
I looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"It's funny how we spend the same time doing both pleasant and unpleasant things, yet good times don't make half the bad times."
"I don't get you." I stood up.
The night sky looked somewhat lonesome. In the midst of December, there were no stars in the sky; the nights were cold and quiet. Especially today.
There was no one to disturb us. The seesaw rested its left tire on the ground, balancing the right one in the air; the wind clipped on to the swings and swayed it slowly; the teeter-totters bounced sideways of what a tumbler would do; the park was occupied by a heavy atmosphere.
He followed and stood up from the bench. "Well, for instance, when you kissed me, you'd wish for it to last longer, right?"
I stared blankly into the pitch bla