Sunday, February 25, 2007

It was the perfect way to end a season and start another one.

There he was, standing in front of me, months after the last time we saw each other. All his charm was still there, waiting for me to resume our flirtation that we always have had whenever we were together. The light body brushes, the suggestive looks, the smiles, they all told us loud and clear that we liked each other. I used to crumble at the sight of him, the mention of his name made me uneasy if he wasn't there, my breath would never cool down for a second for as long as he is next to me. The total fantasy guy, he was. He definitely was.

It was finally happening! 2 years after the first time I saw him and instantly fell for him, it was FINALLY happening!! All until I discovered what he really thinks about me. "Needs a makeover" because not gay enough. There it was, the kind of absurd judgment that I have always refused to accept being shot directly at me. Completely uncalled for. Especially at a time when my attention was on finishing my stacking piles of schoolwork during the finals than rush to to match my Cavalli jacket with whatever else high-brand name items of clothing I had. It was outrageous, but not as much as me succumbing to what he said and start looking like a model whenever I had the chance in front of him. Well, it sure changed his view about me, it was a good 2 days before he changed his attention to his other friend and started dating him, his friend who have always thought that HE was too gay for him. The irony.

On that day, he came and he was expecting me to fall for him again. Heck, I expected my sadistic self to fall for him again. But I didn't. It was all over. For once, I have had enough, yet, I felt wanted. Not by him, even though, oh boy, he was waiting for it, I felt wanted by me. I might have not been that secure about myself that day, but as the morning came, I knew I was right at home. Even the universe celebrated it with me! The next few days were the best weather I have seen in a few years.

It's pure magic when you love yourself and mean it.

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