I remember her as someone cute and pretty. But I might have never noticed her if I hadn't shifted my attention from my other crushes. Well, this was during my 6th elementary grade, and as every boy nearing his puberty age, every cute girl seems to be a potential "crusher" so to speak. I remember her as one of those girls who can really make me smile. She was one of the "ideal ones". I remember her letters to me, the ones that touched me most when she wrote how happy was she when I told her that I am attracted to her - and, yes, its true, it was just an attraction after all. I felt guilty when I sait it to her. We both knew that we had to part ways.
During my high school days, we were still able to keep in touch. The distance became greater when I went to college to pursue my degree. I almost forgot about her. Sometime duing my last year in college, I came to know that she got preganant and was planning to marry. Our old friends invited me for a beach party, and they told me that she was expecting me. We talked about things until she cried and told me that she needed me. She gave me a kiss and asked me if I'm willing to give us another chance. I told her that she'll be a mother soon, and instead of complicating things, she should be preparing for her family. I knew it was really hard for her but I never wanted to break bonds and relationships. I left the party and moved on.
It was about two years ago when I last saw her. She was working in a dress shop as a saleslady. Though the hardship of being a mother has taken its toll on her, she still had that sweet smile. She was happy. I dreamt of her lately. I saw her with me on that classroom when she and I used to sit and talk about anything.
I hope the best for her and for her family. Her memories will always remind me of a childhood love lost in space and time.
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