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Just wanna share with you guys what happened last Saturday. That day was yet an ordinary day for me until I decided to text my ex boyfriend to see me in Gateway Cubao. I found no malice in asking him to see me since I guess this would be the last time that he would go back here in Manila. What we did was not really a sort of  bf-gf thingy. He was not so sweet to me, it was as if we were going along together only as friends. Imagine us walking side by side not either holding hands or not even dared to brush our shoulders. Despite that, I understand why he acted such. I know it was quite awkward to be with your ex days after you broke up with him or her and see him as if nothing happened, as if no break-up happened. Yeah, the was how I think I could describe the scenario between us that Saturday night.

I admit I really was happy when I saw him that night. I don’t know how I was supposed to react. He laughed at me coz he saw me just looking at him and smiling as if he read my mind that yeah, I was dazzled by everything that was happening. He said, “parang nung isang araw lang u’r saying goodbye tapos ngayon, kasama mo ako”… Wahahaha! Oo nga naman. He has a point. Never had I thought that he would appear in front of me again, just like how apparations shock you at most.

So, we talked about everything, life, his stories, his plans, everything; but not once that we tackled about our relationship. I know it’s quite clear to him that we are no longer a part of each other. He was so aware of it. We just ate together, I had coffee at Gloria Jean’s and after that we went home. A plain shit of killing time as   how I describe it. I thought something would happen that night, perhaps, he would ask me to go back to him again or in my most fanciful dream, he would finally kiss me that night. But hey, none of those came into picture for real.

Should you be sad for me, I guess not, coz I myself was happy even just for the fact that I was able to see him and be with him [even for the last time]. He too frankly said that he might not be able to go back here in Manila again for some reasons which I wanna think is acceptable. Well, he’s got life of his own. I could not force him to stay here when in the first place he has no one to live here with. I was just happy with the idea that he somehow thought to drop by here and get a glimpse of me and finally get a chance to talk to me. I was contented with that. Such a shallow person I am, eh? )

What I undergo right now is the process of accepting that perhaps we are not meant to be with each other; that it would be better just to be where we are- special friends. I think that is the safest place where we can settle ourselves for it minimizes hurt and expectations for us both. Just a sort of realization from me. I don’t know if you find this senseful.

There, just wanna share to you guys one lame story I had one Saturday evening.