There is that acquaintance
that is so much a piece of you, that you feel solo just thinking about the idea of her not being there.
There is that friendly relationship
that has so much that it is grounded on that nothing could ever break up or even menace it.
There is that acquaintance
with whom you partake so much chronicle that one fight or being amiss rolls off nearly instantaneously, because one issue is so insignificant, and could never come close to shattering the bond.
There is that friendly relationship
That cannot always be explicated, but only understood and treasured by the two people that share it.
There is that acquaintance
that mean so much to you, that you honestly believe you would stop studying for a final exam, break a date with your crush of five years, or risk being grounded just so you could be there to lend a shoulder to cry on, offer a clinch, or spend three hours just sitting with her if that would make it at all better.
There is that friendly relationship
that has lasted through ten years of your life, and is still growing.
There is that acquaintance
who you can talk to about something that happened when you were eight years old, and she can relive that moment so vividly along with you..
There is that acquaintance
that knows you as well as you know yourself, and finds it special that you know her just as well.
There is that acquaintance
who can make you grin through your tears, or cry out of happiness.
There is that acquaintance
who is always there for you, and just realizing that she would be there is more than enough to make it better.
There is that acquaintance
who cares about clearing away your tears no less if you are crying over absolutely nothing or over something she
say have done to hurt you.
I have friends like that,
and it is that friend that will always occupy a treasured piece of my heart and soul.
I woke up in the morning-- feeling flummoxed, had what happened yesterday really happened? Did I really mean all those things I said? How am I going to face him everyday? Ideas swimming through my head, my heart pounding, frightened, bewildered, anxious but also quietly happy that someone could feel those things about me, someone i felt the same about. That rarely happens. Most of my previous relationships have been either me falling in love and not them or vice versa. But it can't happen-- it's just wrong, what would everybody say, I would be vituperated, a pariah, and everything I have worked hard for in my life, all my friends, my family, my reputaion would all be ruined. But what's really important here, if this is love, does all that matter, they say love will conquer all. What if this is it, my one chance, he's the one, that we were meant to be together, but a cruel twist of fate threw us apart, or maybe it was fate that had brought us together. We were indeed a modern day version of romeo and juliet, wanting to be together but knowing our families would do everything in their power to pull us apart if they ever found out. Would this modern love story end in tragedy too? Was this what it felt like for Charles and Camilla? Two people in love, wanting to be together, but family commitments keeping them apart, but that was meant to be, through everything they have been through they are together now, and still in love, what if this was my love story? It's indeed too perplexed but I'm embracing all the consequences that this may entail. It's not his fault or my fault-- it's nobody's fault. We made a promise that all the things that may hamper our way-- we can outdo it. As a title of the song says, against all odds. We'll be strong, no matter what happens not for us, but for our little anaku!...
