psst:)

You’re very initimidating, very snobbish, too quiet and too objective. You’re very nice, very gentle, too kind and too smart.  Yet, I am, by the way, who am I to you?  As what my geology teacher told us, in this universe, each one of us is smaller than a spec of dust but to you, you made me feel that I am the most special and most unique spec of dust you now.

For the time we’ve known each other, I always have this feeling of easiness when you’re around.  We smile together and laugh together.  We even sometimes think of the same thing together.  We talk a lot and we share our ideas a lot.  Who could ever think that this kind of affection we’d have for one another would reach this point.

Only a few people close to us know how we truly feel for one another, a few people who know what is really going on between us.  How many or how few, I don’t really care and I won’t really care. 

Honestly, right now, I couldn’t find more words, more phrases and more paragraphs to fit what I really want to tell you.  I can’t think of any more adjectival phrases to describe this oh-so weird feeling.  Maybe, a mere set of thank you’s and sorry’s and I-hope’s might help.

Thank you.  Thank you for being there, for being a friend and for being the person whom I want to be.  Thank you for your patience and for your understanding.

Sorry.  Sorry for the times I hurt you.  Sorry for the times that I acted so selfish and so childish.  I can’t promise I won’t do those again thus I would want to say sorry in advance.

I hope. I hope that in the future, whomever person we may become, wherever in the world we are and whoever are the persons we are dealing with, we would continue to be the ‘us’ we are today.  Things may change, circumstances may change, everything might change, I do hope you’d still be the person who I know and I would still be the person whom you have cherished.

After everything, all I ask you is to promise me one thing and that is, whatever I have written in the paragraph before this, you would fulfill.  No matter how long it’ll take, no matter how hard it may be, for we know that the only constant thing in this world is change (quote and quote), you’d still do this, for me, please.

To a very special friend I know (whom others have no idea on who your real identity is): I may not be with you everyday, we barely see each other and we barely talk to one another in school, we may not have hanged out for months, I still do hope that you’re happy with me and continue to be happy for as long as your heart can keep up with the blood pumping thing.