Friend: Naka-move on ka na ba?
Me: (I faked a smile and shook my head)
Friend: Eh bat blooming ka? Nadidiligan ka no?
Me: Wish ko lang diba? Pero olats na nga ko sa lovelife, panget pa ko, di na makatarungan yun!
My friends don't really know the story. I just told them I am sad. But Easter Sunday dinner gathering wasn't really about me, it was about another friend who recently just got broken hearted and needed some comforting.
While the others were getting their coffee, my friend asked if I cried, I said, "Not really, But there are moments that my sinuses will just constrict and my eyes would start to water. Weird." To divert the story back to him, I asked him back if he cried. He said he did. He was trying to make a letter for him and he was sobbing so he never got to finish the letter he wrote. At least he tried, I said.
"Casual sex broke me." He said. I had no response.
"I gave up on us easily." He said. I could relate.
"Me, I just always ask why I am being caught up in situations I am in. I keep asking the universe." I said. "What have I done to deserve such encounters." I added.
"Gusto ko nang makaalis ng Pilipinas para makapagsimula ulit at makalimot." He said.
"Ako rin. Gusto ko na makaalis dito. Parang bagong buhay in a new place na walang nakakakilala sayo." I said.
The other two came back from getting their orders downstairs.
More coffee. Selfies. Groupies. More stories. At 9:30 PM, I had to leave.
It was Easter Sunday. Some say it's a day that signifies revival, renewal and reconnection after a week of reflection. We gathered that day as a sign of reconnecting with each other after being sort of busy with our own lives. A day of renewal of friendship as we shared new stories and experiences. Also, it's an April-Fool's-kind-of-Day as I listened to how love stories broke, put back together then got broken again each one of us, then the cycle just goes on and on .
Said my goodbye and he hugged me so tight and so long and then he hugged me tighter. I hugged him back. I wanna cry. It's been awhile that I got hugged as tight as that. A comforting hug that is not from my mama. I wish I could just stay in his arms and cry. It would have been a good release. But I have to go coz I might really just start crying.
Love and other foolish stories.
I just wrote this today because today is April Fool's Day.