How I wish I never knew you
I only wish I never knew you.
But, how I wish I knew you more.
How I wish I never knew her.
How I wish everything was just fine.
But she ruined it.
Nobody even bothered to fix the wounds of our past, but now I’m doing everything to take the good times back.
How I only wish there was a time machine.
Time machines are just too perfect for you to time travel.
This is in separate spaces.
No one knows that it is fun.
Blogging like this is really fun.
I love it.
Free elective posts are fun, actually. Free verse, free rhyming, everything. Now lemme tell you one experience during second year high school.
Gah, our Filipino teacher really had this high expectations about writing a poem, but like what I said before, I am not good at Filipino subject. All those high-falutin words written on those textbooks? I feel so sorry for myself for not being fluent in that language. Why is this so? Is Filipino not beautiful?
The last words should always rhyme, but I forgot those words that I should say. Even those syllabic shit whatever, I really do not understand it. Why does she have to make the subject harder? High expectations that we should be really damn good in Filipino? Here’s the thing: We should be very fluent in that language, right? What now if we are being witnessed by most nationalists. Shame on us for not knowing our real language.
Gosh. I think I should start reviewing my Filipino. I think I have a speech problem all over and over again.
Who was “he” in my life?
He wins. He’s a Dean’s Lister.
Our friendship should’ve been that strong, but she just got on our way, and ruined our friendship.
Ruined our friendship? Sort of. Made it worse after I just made one mistake? It’s a big YES.
Our biggest problem has not yet resolved until I found the real verdict and it was “her.”
Who was he, anyway?