I haven’t seen my friend Charmaine for more than 5 years now. Wait, I guess for almost a year now? I remember seeing her once in the mall and had a few chit-chat with her parents. Once in a blue moon, I remember her and Laizza when we were in our elementary days. We were like the 3 kids that can never be separated. We even had a shower together in Charmaine’s parent’s bathroom. I even thought that maybe I could hook up with her older brother (the way movie scenes are formulated) since he’s smart, tall, dark, handsome and kind somehow—although we never had the chance to talk that long, just hi and a few smile. We were the three girls who ended up splitting when high school came.
Then I saw her today. She was very different from the girl I used to hang out with. Very modern, very liberated (from the pictures that I saw), and very gorgeous. I couldn’t believe it at first. It was Kid who told me how different she was from before. As I remember, she doesn’t care going to school with her hair unkempt and don’t care much if her uniform is ironed or not. She always drops her hankie on the floor until it was too dirty to be noticed. We played games and had some quarrels and she was first person who made me cry during our sixth grade. Ah, memories…
Laizza is still missing; couldn’t locate her. It’s been 3 years since I last had her message. It’s sad when you’re left and all you need to do is make new friends with the fear of being rejected.
I made some mistakes from other friends and I wanted to patch things out with them. Not for me to feel heroic over that action but to be able to think them with no remorse whatsoever. I’m 20. Do I need to id around and live with the grief in my head and heart?
Every day brings me to a new page of my life and I’m happy I’m slowly locating them. Either through social sites or even at some street here in the city. I’m looking forward in meeting you again. :D