Tuesday, September 2, 2008
I received this SMS: "Sometimes I wish that I have never seen you and have never met you. This is not because I don't like you, neither because I hate you. It's just that I've felt fear that one day, I may lose you."
My reply: "How can you lose something you've never had?"
The reply: "What do you mean? Am I just a trick to you? I thought you were for real. I did love you."
That just does it for me. I never liked drama queens.
I replied: "I cannot love you."
"Why can't you love me?"
"I just can't."
"You're a jerk."
"Oh yea. I thought I had established that at hello."
"Go to hell."
"You scumbag. I knew you were trouble for me."
"I am. Bye."
I remembered putting off the phone. What's the point?
Must I reveal myself as Dencio Padilla? Will that make me be understood?
I never dig hysteria. This was too much.
The world revives.