Writings about closure (3)
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To Go or Not To Go

Submitted by on July 12, 2017 (10 months ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , ,

Remember the guy I was seeking closure with?
Well...I have been able to accept the fact that I will never have what I wanted
...that our lives have moved on from where we were before.

Is acceptance moving on?
If yes, then I have moved on right?
If not...then what else should I do to be able to move on?

Now I am faced with a new dillema.

My bestfriend is going through a rough patch the past two months and has been seeking comfort from every possible group she's been with.
A few weeks ago, she posted a reminder of what we used to do in our kids group through facebook and tagged every member - him and me included.
A lot have commented. I didn't.
This guy and my bestfriend is also close...well...she was usually our messenger or bridge as some put it.
They are actively exchanging comments in the thread while I kept quiet.
They both know why but the rest of our group probably doesn't know why and keeps mentioning my name to call my attention.

Here's the catch that I didn't know because I turned off all notification in that post:
Just last night, my bestfriend arranged a reunion for our kids group...
Why? Because the guy is going back here in the Philippines and has requested to meet the group.
It is set next week. A week night.
I can be available.
But I dont want to go.

I dont know know how I'll be able to act normally around these peo...

Give Me Closure Please

Submitted by on March 23, 2017 (1 year ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , ,

We were best friends like forever.
We were almost inseparable.
We do things together always.
We share a lot of things others find disturbing for a girl and boy claiming to be just friends.
We know each other's secrets even all our crushes and puppy loves.
We share even our enemies.
If someone dares you for a fight, that person needs to win against me first and vice versa.
We were Bert and Ernie of Sesame Street, Batman and Robin, Puto and Dinuguan.
That's how compatible are chemistry is! Or was as it seems.
Everyone and anyone can't imagine one without the other.
So why?
Why did you change so much?
What's with having a girlfriend made you decide to forget that you have a best friend?
I know that what is between you is on a different level that what we shared in the past.
But should it really cost my lack of invite from your wedding? And every event there after?
Can't I still be your best friend even if you are already married?
Have I done something to merit this?

Fuck you!
Didn't you know I loved you too?
Yes, I did laugh at the three attempts of you courting me.
But my dear friend, we were just kids then.
You said you'd still wait until we graduate and finish our beloved courses.
And that we'd be best friends until then.
Then we would be lovers.
Where are you now?
You got married.
You had kids.
You migra...

Forgiven But Not Forgotten

Submitted by on December 21, 2015 (2 years ago)
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: ,

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.





“Hm?” Nadistract ako sa pagmumuni-muni ko habang pinapanood ko yung magkarelasyon na nakaupo sa tapat ng table namin. Ang sweet nila, kulang na lang pitasin ni guy ang buwan at ibigay kay girl. Napasimangot ako, #ampalaya mode on.

“Punyeta! Makasigaw naman, hindi naman ako bingi!” Angil ko sa kaibigan ko. “Problema mo?” Pagpapatuloy ko. Lumapit sya sa akin at bumulong, “Huwag ka titingin kaagad, pero lingon ka sa may kanan mo…”

“Gwapo ba? Baka naman mukhang chonggo, sayang ang time ko…” Sabay lingon na rin pa slow-mo sa kanan ko. “Tssss. Punyeta ulit! Ang liit ng mundo. Bilisan mo nga kumain dyan nang maka alis na dito! Napaka toxic ng lugar na ito tonight!”

Ipinagpatuloy ng bruha kong kaibigan ang pagkain nya. Nananadya pang binagalan pa nya. Na-tense ako. Peste. Pesteng moment ito! Inabot ko ang pack ng Marlboro at kumuha ng stick ng sigarilyo. Sinsindihan ko, pagkatapos ay pinanood kong kumain ang kaibigan ko.

“Bilisan mo dyan!” Pangungulit ko at lalo pa binagalan ng magaling kong kaibigan. “Affected ka masyado, friend! Eh ano nga...