You Had Me At Hello
I never actually pegged you for a 'texter guy'. I never even noticed you until somehow you texted me.
Since elementary I just knew you as some teacher's son's look-a-like. You had that dark skin, spiky hair and playful smile. You still had your baby fats when we're seatmates when we're in Grade 4. You were cute. But then I didn't care, you're just someone who's been there next to me.
Up until Grade 6, we never made contact. It's still the 'Samsung Champ' era you know. And we, as a big family but short in money, never had the money to buy one for myself. And you, I don't know, I mean you had the money but never bought one.
Grade 7, and still we're just no one to each other. And then one day, some of our classmates notice you. I don't know, you're somewhat tall, dark and handsome kind of guy. But yeah, I won't deny, you had your looks.You also had a good attitude, you're one of the knights of the altar in our school. And somehow you made me notice you too. Not that attraction thing but because you tease me, pairing me up to some guy (our classmate). I didn't like the other guy tho.
At Grade 8, yep I had my phone now. I never liked texting, my only focus is that to study hard and make my family proud. One day, I received a text saying, "Hello." I replied, "sino to?" I had a hunch, but I kept it to myself thinking 'why would he text me? We're not even close.' But all that thoughts cleared up once I received a message again. "Ito 'yong katabing pogi ni Asia" I already knew it was you.
But I feigned innocence, "Sino nga?" I feel giddy. I just can't explain the feeling. Do I like him? Is this what they call 'crush'? I feel frustrated and lost even.
"Tss, 'yong poging katabi nga ni Asia." You replied.
I tried texting him names of our classmate, trying to figure out who's the texter, but I never sent him his name.
At last I gave up, "ah Kevin?"
But all I got is ":)".
Every weekend, I register my phone to a 2-days unli text so that I could text you. And I'm not disappointed because you always reply to me. We shared a bunch of texts to each other. Teasing, sharing kwentos, playing 10 questions and the likes. I just liked texting you and somehow it became a habit.
Though in the middle of that school year, I heard that one of our classmate confessed her feelings to you. And I feel so insecure of myself, how could she confess like that? Why can't I? Well, I don't have the guts, simple as that. Somehow that triggerred me, to not contact you that much, so that I can detach myself while it's still early. We texted, but not as much as before. I limit myself.
And I think weeks after that confession, a news rose up that shattered me into pieces. The news brought that you're officially together.
'What a lucky girl' I thought.
If I had the courage to say that I like you, will you say it to me too?
If I could just turn back time and say those words, will that make a change?
I was hurt and for it to stop, I decided not to text you anymore, of course for a few weeks you're still makulit, texting me non stop. Making me want to reply to you. But as I begin to type the words I want to say, I reminded myself, that you're already committed. Not to me but to another girl. And that is enough for me not to continue what I already typed.
'I like y-'
