I’m the third one he cried for.

A month ago, I was filled with despair and things seem to get blurry every now and then. I always get into fights with someone not worth mentioning of. Also that same month, I got to have short sweet conversations with someone named Jann Marx Villaflores. Our short sweet conversations are burdened by the fact that he’s at Isabela and I’m here at Baguio. All those frowns and pains seem to vanish every time we get into our ‘interesting’ types of topics. I never saw him in person; I guess I will never have the chance to see him personally at the present [tho I really want to]. How did I get to know him? How did we become in contact with each other? Those questions may pop out now (But I won’t mention how we did that. I mean, how I did that. Lol) we’ve been ‘friends’ & ‘text pals’ since April, which was two days right after his birthday I guess. But hey, he’s a got a girl that time and I know what you might be thinkin. (Lol) We’re plainly text pals but when A(H1N1) had its way into SLU, we were given two weeks’ vacation ( I went home to La Union), within that two week vacation, something just came up like ‘hey, this is a new one. What’s this?’ I mean, he told me stuff about his ex and about my ex too. We were becoming closer every day whenever we get to conversations like that. There even came a time that I felt like he’s just a few meters away from me because of the way he sends me those messages. A lot of stuff happened and I just can’t explain how it happened (LOL). When I went back here (@ Baguio), things seemed to be a bit shaky after a week I guess and we’re both hurting. I don’t know how to respond on what’s happening because I’m so afraid to lose him and I want to make it right this time, I don’t want anybody else any more.

I want this to last; I want him to be my last.

But things just happened, ups and down, tears and laughters, moodiness and dull moments seem to come every now and then. If you’re going to ask me what happened between JM & this girl writing this piece, I guess, all I can say is, “It’s too shaky. He’s afraid. But he said that he misses me. Now, I am not sure if we are of each other. Get it?”

Tho I don’t know if we are of each other or not, I still believe..

Je t’aime beaucoup..

-Iya