The Wait.

I was hooked in front of the laptop watching Arthur when an anonymous number appeared on the screen of my mobile phone. In my curiosity, I paused the movie and checked who the mystery sender was.

“Cez, san ka? UST ako. *** to.”

Thinking it was one of my girlfriends from school I replied with an idle message that goes like “House. Watching DVD.”

“Kita tayo, libre mo ko.”

I froze. I realized it wasn’t who I think it was. He was somebody I met six years ago. Somebody whom I knew. Somebody special.

I was too anxious to see him because I wanna know what had changed and what had not. This was it. After six years, we’ll be able to see each other again. At the back of my mind, I was recalling what happened to us during that summer. We were just two young fools, travelling in the same direction not expecting anything but a whole new environment far from the Philippines. But it just happened. HE happened. I happened.

I can clearly remember everything even if it was six years ago. And every time I try to reminisce it, it never fail to put a smile on my face. It was the best summer of my life. Since then, China and HongKong became close to my heart. It’s one place I’ll never get tired of going back to. It reminds me of my childhood and the summer love once shared with my soulmate. Call it cheesy and old-fashioned but it really was fate that got me into this. Or at least it’s what I believe in.

“Pwede naman tayong magkita sa Pilipinas pero bakit dito pa sa ibang bansa diba?”

I held onto that. Seriously, I had faith that this might really be destiny. I kept his . Disneyland ticket he gave me that summer with the words “I LOVE YOU” in it until mom accidentally threw it away on my enrollment day last summer. *sighs* Years passed, communication was lost, friendships blossomed and new loves found.

Summer flings are supposed to stay during summer but who would have thought that ours will go as far as six years, right?

July 13, 2011 – the day we saw each other again. My heart skipped a bit. I couldn’t hide my happiness when I first lay my eyes on him. Though, I was kind of surprised when I saw his High School barkada there it was not that long until I adapted to the situation. What’s important was that moment. It was Summer ’06 all over again. I can’t even find the exact words to describe the feeling. It was plain bliss and euphoria.

A lot of catching up and reminiscing happened and new friends were made. I am still in awe that this was really happening. Fate. J

As the night was about to end, I was preparing myself because I knew we have to wait a loooong time to see each other again. He held my hand, hugged me, kissed me on the forehead and said “Magkikita tayo ulit..” He walked me home, we said our last goodbyes, shared a hug and for the last time we kissed.

“Itetext na lang kita..” were his last words, I just answered with a fake smile. Because I knew it was not going to happen. Boy, I was right. Haven’t heard from him ever since that night.

Still, I want to believe that what we have is nothing compared to any other guys or girls we’ve met or we’ll meet.

Destiny will always find a way. This is meant to be. And I promise, the next time we see each other again, we’ll never let each other go.