Have you ever felt like you’re in dream – a wonderful dream where everything you’ve yearned for is finally happening? Contentment. Joy. Love. These were the words I felt in when I had this dream; a dream where certain things – unexpected things came into my life. But then, in a blink of an eye, everything just seemed to fade away. Like water running out from my hands, I realized that this dream cannot last and it’s far beyond my control. It was only a dream. And I have no right to want more from it. It was just a meteor that passed by in the sky and it shouldn’t and wouldn’t last that long the moment we see it.
Okay, enough with all the metaphors I’ve used. I kind of exaggerated a bit with the experience I’ve had last December. It was probably the best Christmas gift I’ve had this year. And not to mention, it was indeed a very pleasant way to end the year 2008. So, here it goes…
There I was waiting for our chorale rehearsals to start. Honestly, I just wanted to get it over with because I was actually planning to spend the rest of the day at home. Also, I hated this part of the rehearsals where we have to practice the dance movements. (Ugh.) No big deal – most of you would say, but luckily for me, dancing has always been my frustration. J Ha-ha. Okay, so I just thought to myself that I have to endure this part. Suddenly, when we’re about to begin, I noticed my friends gossiping about someone – some guy, perhaps. And I wasn’t interested in listening. I usually was never fond of what they so call, “boy-hunting”.
Finally, rehearsals were already over. Thank God! I survived! J Then, when I glanced at the group of tenors at the back, there was someone who caught my attention – not knowing why, but I just did. It felt odd but I really didn’t know what made me want to look at him again. Okay, enough. Maybe, there was just some mystery in him that caught me and I don’t have to make a huge fuss about it.
During the following rehearsals, I realized that I was actually anxious to start the day. Not because of the oh-so-exciting-dancing part, but instead I wanted to see “that” guy again. I was surprised to find myself observing and looking at him more than I should. I felt the urge to ask my friend (who knows heck a lot more people than I do) if she knew the guy I was talking about. Obviously, she did. He was actually the guy they were gossiping about the other day, and that’s when I realized that he was very attractive. And she actually had his number even before the Cantata. Okay, I said to myself. Getting his number was already too much. He didn’t even know me so I guess it’s the right thing to do.
Days passed without choir rehearsals and I can’t help but think of… hmmm, let’s just call him Mr. D (dream guy?) I actually already knew his first name, and that’s when I decided to look for him in friendster. This is silly, how’s it possible to find a person only with his first name alone in an international website, I thought to myself.Luck, a huge amount of luck – that’s what I needed. Well, there’s no harm in trying, so I did. Amazingly, only 21 people were on the list and Mr. D was the last one. Wow, it sure was easy finding him. So I’m a stalker now, and probably a way too good stalker for my first mission. J That’s when it started – when I can’t anymore deny this feeling. I had a crush on this person that I don’t even know… yet.
You might be wondering why “this crush” might be a bigger deal for me. Well, I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have crushes that much. Like for example, normal teenage girls would get attracted to many guys, I probably would just have one – ONE which is very rare that it probably lasts longer than most crushes would.
So he accepted me (well… my friend request of course), and we did become friends, and text mates. J Okay, so I also got his number. Guilty as charged. I felt happy, and I mean really happy for what was happening. I wanted no more than to get to know him better, and I sure was glad that we finally became friends.
When it was already the last week before the Christmas Cantata, I felt really sad that it was going to end soon. It’s so ironic because before I just wanted to get this over with, and now here I was complaining about how time flies so fast. Karma, probably. So I realized that I have to make the most out of the remaining days left. At first, the only thing that I did was smile at him and surprisingly, he smiled back. Wow, I can’t even imagine how my heart suddenly beat so fast that moment, like it was about to burst if I don’t get out of that room, FAST! But it sure was a nice feeling knowing that he knew me, because I was afraid that he might not recognize me. That’s when I found out that he actually did know me (by face) even before we became friends.
At first I thought I was only attracted because of his good looks, but when I got to know more about him, I came to realize that he was actually my “dream guy”. I never really had a vision of what my dream guy would be. I was not interested in having one in the first place…before. But Mr. D sure was something – something new that happened in my life. I can’t help myself to let him know that I do like him. I found it easy to express how I felt for him, and it was strange because I was never the verbal type of person. He made me become somewhat a sweeter person and I was not ashamed of being corny at the same time. Ha-ha.
But then I found out that he also felt the same way. Well, maybe not as much as I felt for him because I knew that there was already someone for him – someone special, and I knew that he was already happy. I never wanted to cross the line that would confuse him for I have no right to do so in the first place. We both have our own worlds before we met in this event and it wouldn’t change the fact that we have to go back to reality. It was a dream indeed – a wonderful dream like I said. But I have to wake up. I had to. And it’s painful, yes, but it’s the right thing to do. I had to let go…
Let me use one of the quotations from twilight…
I was already in too deep…
When I thought of him…
Of his voice… His hypnotic eyes…
I wanted no more than to be with him.
Twilight was only a fictional novel, so it wasn’t real. Mr. D can’t be Edward (disregard the vampire concept) but I did think of him as My Edward because he was so good to be true. J Okay, enough of Twilight. Hmmm… We did have some good memories from this experience, very short conversations, lots of eye-to-eye contact, exchange of smiles and best of all, he was my first hug. J
Even in just a short period of time, I was truly thankful for everything that happened. The friendship, lessons learned, and most of all… The dream that seemed like the best one I’ve had. I still have the friendship that I can hold on to right now, and I’m contented with that. I really am. I’m glad that we are friends even from a distant and we still get to communicate every once in a while. J Mere words cannot express how grateful I am for everything. Only God knows what’s in store for me or for us in the future. Maybe someday we’ll just bump into each other and… well I still don’t know what. But whatever God’s will is, I will be happy with it.
Until now, I still tend to find myself going back to the dream I had last Christmas. I hated myself for wanting to but I can’t help it. But I am happy with the friendship I can cherish. J Set aside all our feelings that we have for a moment. It takes time. Someday we’ll realize that we can and we will be happy with whatever might happen. We’ll just have to wait… for the right time. It might take long, but hopefully it will be all worth it. Life is an addict. J Those were some of the words he said (I just added some.J) And they were true for I also agree with it. I believe him.