HE HAD ME AT HELLO | Reminiscing

The night is silent and cold. Like a ghost behind my back, memories of the past haunts me and send me into a form of nostalgia. I am transported back to a time when I felt happy and contented for the first time in my life. It was a time of extreme bliss. It was the time I met him.

He was the guy I was dreaming of for so long, someone I could finally love and be committed with. And I was, for almost three months.

I felt like Julia Roberts when I met him at Friendzy.com. And he definitely had me at hello. He used to flatter me with his messages telling me how funny my pictures were, that I was his stress-reliever at work, and that he was falling in love with me. I wanted to believe him and I did.

The first rendezvous was perfect. I met him outside his office then we had breakfast at McDonalds. I remember telling myself how I lucky I was to have met this guy. He was almost an embodiment of perfection: smart, handsome, stable and he loved/s me.

Right after breakfast we went to his place, an almost two-hour trip from his office. He introduced me to his grandma, a sweet old lady. While I sat on the sofa, smoking, he told me he was the one who designed their house. He was a graduate of architecture from UST, one of my many options before.

We would steal kisses from each other every time his grandma was out of sight. Libido was obviously rising up like a volcano about to erupt when he led me to their library. He showed me his computer and some of his cute pictures.

Then he kissed me. I kissed back and it started there. We made history inside that library. Finally it wasn’t just sex. It was making love, for the first time.

But that is all over now. He decided to be alone and I let him. A huge mistake but I have to accept it, sooner or later. We ended up not in good terms with each other. I feel he hated me. I still can’t figure out the reason. But I know he hated me for something I did. Another history was made and that I can’t change.

And now all I can do is stare at his picture in my study table, while I contemplate about life, could-haves, should-haves, would-haves and the likes.