
None of the truest things in life - like love or faith - was arrived at by thinking. Indeed, one could almost define the things that mattered as the ones that come as sudden as thunder.I will never forget that morning in January of 2006. It was the day of victory for the Pacman; the start of his winning streak. It was also the day I would be victorious over life and love. Finally, the stars in the universe have realigned and the cosmos has decided to deliver a gift.
It would be today that I'd meet the one that would be The One in my life. The love of my life. My Crabcake.
Soundtrack: That after all the lonely years, the searching everywhere...
It started with an anonymous text:
21 m, 5'11", gymfit, mestizo here. what's yours?
I never really paid attention to it. Why should I? It could've been a missent message. Or a prank. Worse, it may be a ploy to dish out nasty stuff from me and use these for blackmail. I've seen too many conspiracy movies. Paranoia is my life.
But as the cosmos had a grand plan, at midday, I broke out from my recluse shell and replied:
who's this?
He explained how he just randomly punched in my mobile number, that he had nothing to do, and he wanted to be friends...This exchange of text messages would culminate in a long phone call where we tried to present and validate each other's histories, seemingly a pre-requisite ritual to call ourselves "friends" ... until we got tired and felt sleepy.
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I remembered my self laughing a lot...my boisterous laughter and Crabcake's distinct giggle that was pure and innocent and beautiful. It was pleasantly reassuring that this was real; he was real. We were for real no matter what.
I laid awake for hours. I couldn't sleep. I was happy. I was excited. I was hopeful. I felt magic.
* * *
A friend once sent me this SMS: "You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."
Postscript: I still dream a lot about you, Crabcake. I do. All the time, I am awake and waiting for you to come.
A friend once sent me this SMS: "You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."
Postscript: I still dream a lot about you, Crabcake. I do. All the time, I am awake and waiting for you to come.
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