After watching Gabe and Rosemary's love-that-was-unlooked-for fairytale minus the happy ending, it somehow got me thinking. So, who is my first love?
Well, before I embarrass myself and give my fair share of my first take on this so-called love, I would like to remind you that you are entering my kingdom; so if you happen to know who I am referring to, I would really appreciate it if you just keep it to yourself, okay?
I think first saw him back on my playful, dirty elementary days. Since both her sister attended my school, I remembered seeing his face quite often. But it was not until last year when he stepped into my door as a sensible person.
He was far from Mr. Crush Ng Bayan, really. But he was a complete mimic of the guy of my dreams. He had black chinky eyes that glistened every time he flashes his warm, adorable smile. He's an active member of his Church and he's really closely-knitted to his family. He strums the guitar and is a computer literate, too. But above all that, the impression of him that's really etched in my mind is his disapproval for the utterance of bad words. Gosh, such a good boy.[I'm not a stalker, by the way.]
Anyway, I recalled my first encounter of him as a conversation in the virtual world. See, he was, and still is one of the pursuing suitors of one of my closest friends. And as misfortune would always play its foolish antics on me, believe it or not, Mr. First Love and I got a teensy weensy bit close.
Days passed, and I was turning into a matchmaker extraordinaire. Not only did I knew what was going on between them, I also transported messages for them. If you ask me, I don't know why I did that. But I guess I just can't wait for this two shy souls to jumpstart a mutual connection.
My heart was ready to burst. If only I could summon all the fairies of the underworld to sprinkle us with white roses and have us to live happily ever after, I would. But I know, you know, that I can't.
Although I always believe in happy endings, this story unfortunately don't have one. I still chat with him from time to time, and I think he already knows what my friends cruelly pointed out back then. Or maybe not. LG daw kasi siya eh. Yeah right.
And so. As I've said, this story isn't a good one to tell. Though I knew from the start that he will ALWAYS(a big emphasis on the word always) love her, I didn't expect anything to spark.
Media always has its way to say that love is beautiful. And I believe in that. Love always offer happiness, even just for a short span of time. And though this post opposes to that thought, indeed, love is beautiful. :)