there are times when we are totally into some things,
we stubbornly choose to see things from one perspective,
we lost our mind,
and the ability to accept other possible concerns.
B and i shared the longest friendship.
he saw me from a young art student
to an art teacher now.
he also saw me through all my relationships
till i got married.
thinking back now,
it's amusing.
B was totally fretful when he first knew
about me and L together.
i remembered we were together for just a few days,
B called me one night
(there was no such thing as sms, msn, icq at all, just plain house phones)
and said that he needs to talk to me the next day,
after class.
i met him,
he was all quiet.
he walked,
i followed.
till the school gate.
he hailed a cab and we got in.
i was scared.
what was it that we have to travel to somewhere to talk?
he was quiet all the way.
we went to a cafe, near the old BlackJack.
we ordered our drinks.
i dare not say a word.
he was unhappy, i can tell.
with me and L, i supposed.
finally he told.
he was.
because he thinks L is a jerk.
he was concern.
he was afraid i would get hurt.
he said it all.
i cannot bring myself to accept his comments,
about L,
because i love L.
B wants me to be happy,
and he cares.
the conversation ended there.
without arguments,
just doubts,
and bitterness.
6 months later,
L and i fell out.
B was there.
he was concern,
he was waiting for me
to cry my heart out.
L was a jerk.
i wouldn't say B was right,
he just happened to see things from a different way,
and he was a true friend to tell me.
i didn't see it his way then.
the important thing was,
he did not leave me.
he stayed on and waited,
and when i fell,
he caught me.
now we see lesser of each other,
but when we do,
i just love bitching with him,
love going shopping with him,
love hearing his crap comments about books and movies,
love loving him.
happy teachers' day, B!
reader k | 9/01/2005 10:45:00 PM |