From Our Readers: Until We Meet Again
They say people come and go, and some people come into your life and change you completely. I guess for me, that's you. You turned my whole world upside-down.
I remember seeing you for the first time and hating your style, the way you smile, and how you sound so conyo every time you talk. I never had strong feelings for someone before you. I really didn't like you until we started talking.
We talked whenever we hung out at the same spot together. We talked on Facebook, tagged each other on posts, tweeted each other with cryptic messages no one could understand but us.
I guess you just grew on me, and we became the best of friends.
Then, we fell. I don't know if I was the first to fall but I remember asking you what was the real real score between us. You told me you liked me, I told you I liked you, too. But the constant reminder of my parents to wait for the right time kept on ringing in my ears. We both knew deep inside that it wasn't the right time yet. I just started college and you were too busy with your own projects.
I don't know if I was the first to fall but I remember asking you what was the real real score between us.
So we let each other go. We let each other go without the promise of waiting for each other because we were scared of waiting then finding out in the end that we weren't meant to be. You didn't promise me forever, you didn't even promise me a moment, but still I left a small corner for you in my heart—a small part of me hoping that we'll meet again.
We don't know what the future holds. But one thing I know for sure is that if we're really meant to be, everything will fall into place. I believe if two people are meant for each other, they'll find their way back. I believe we'll find our way back.