It's been a while since we last saw each other. You haven't changed a bit, which is actually a welcome sight-- too much has been changing in my life since I left.
Funny how it seems so different now that I've graduated. Nawala na yung dimension na magkalayong-magkalayo tayo. We're just two people now, strolling along the Makati walkway system. Ah, tatlo pala, kasi you're with her. Apparently, there's been much changing in your life, too.
Is she the one? The woman you are looking to spend the rest of your life with? Biniro pa kita noon, and you promised you'd let me know if you've found "the one" and invite me to your wedding. It was so easy to say it then, kasi obviously, we can't be for each other. Pero ngayon, it's a little bittersweet. Because it could be me, now. Maling-mali lang ang timing. Maling-mali with capital M's everywhere. She almost reminds me of me. We're the same height, the same build, almost some version of me -- or is this just me hoping in vain that I was in her place, next to you?
You are after all, one of the few guys who could make me feel safe, with just the drone of your voice. And just a glimpse of you makes me smile like a little schoolgirl, makes my heart do little flip-flops. You have the makings of being the guy of my dreams, the guy I'd like to spend the rest of my life with.
If I was there when you met her, or I was already the me I am now when we first met; if I was taller, or thinner, or prettier, or older, could there have been something? If you were younger, or funnier, or more outgoing; if you were my classmate, my friend, and not my mentor, could there have been a different version of us? Maybe the kind of version where you're next to me now, and I'm right there with you?
Maybe. Maybe not. So Sliding Doors -- nakakainis.
