We haven't talked for a while. I do recall the plan we had for this day. Although a lot has changed between us, I was still expecting your call. I didn't know how to explain it, but I really knew that this plan of ours will somehow push through. It didn't come as a surprise.
"Was it awkward, how did you feel when I showed up?", I wondered. I mustered a simple "hi!". You smile and said, "hello, its been a long time!". I smiled back and bowed down to avert any conversation. I did not reply back as the words would not come out the way I would want them to.
I have never really thought given it much thought, I didn't really know what will happen after this day. I showed up because I really wanted to see you. I wanted to know for myself, maybe I wanted to gauge if the feeling was still there. At the initial moments I couldn't tell. I was overwhelmed by your presence.
We were not alone, but we always have this connection and we can always easily communicate our feelings. We needed no words to tell how comfortable each other's company is. I wanted to ask you so many questions, like the way we used to ask each other about anything. I have to admit that I did really miss you.
From time to time you would point out how silent and how detached I am, as if I never wanted to there. From time to time you would ask how am I , am I getting bored, and sorts like that. I really wanted to tell you so many things, really do.. but I choose not to. Perhaps the reason I wasn't so engaged or why wouldn't I indulge in a conversation with you was I know that it is the for the best. I didn't want to be hopeful, after all it was just a promise that I tried to fulfill.
There is no point opening up again only to be end disappointed when the day ends.
The yellow sunset and the blooming sun flowers--those huge, bright yellow blooms--that day will be forever etched in my memory. It is and always will be a good memory to recall --the walk and the chats we had-- as the day comes to pass and the night covers us with its cold, but pleasant darkness. We were walking slowly and you were still clinging to my left arm. We were talking to hide disbelief, hide our worries and acted as if we will not be changed by this day. But change is inevitable. We're not the same. I am changed, and I can tell that you also were.
And until we meet again, this warm day of April will always be nostalgic to me.
**malapit na naman ang Graduation.. Congrats sa mga magtatapos.