 | A friend gave me this as an entry, he said I could have it. It’s actually a letter to his new girlfriend that he gave just before they got together. He said she threw it at him and said his face was so thick (in Tagalog).I asked him, “how did they end up together if this happened?” And he said “Well, that was just the next thing that happened (chuckle), it was supposed to be my best prank yet!” So here it is:
“What We Really Feel”
Here we go again, they say, quarreling about this and this, about nothing, bickering about this and that, about nothing. It never seems to end. But the thing is I know it’s just for fun. (Shocked?) The thing is you I like fighting with you; (Shocked?) you know I like to tease you, to scare you, to taunt you. I actually like doing those many things that seem to make you mad, the same as you like to do those many things to get even. You see those people don’t know we’re having a great time when we’re mean to each other, and these are the great moments of our lives. Before and after the fight, we don’t smile or laugh, only during the quarrel do we really do, only during the bickering do we enjoy having each other’s voices, do we enjoy pushing against each other’s sides. (One may be a shout but necessary to hear to live through the day, the other an excuse just to get close.) Let’s face it, we bring each other down, we laugh at each other’s mistakes, and we get irritated when we’re near each other. It may be funny but that’s where the word “fun” comes in, they are just cover-ups to what we really feel, we listen to each other’s stories, we try to hide our smile when we see each other’s trying endeavors, we miraculously forgive and forget the worst we do to each other. People don’t know, they can’t tell, I nearly shout with joy when they say we’re cute when we fight. Deep inside, I know you feel the same way too. You know a lot of things about me, I know a lot of things about you, but here’s something you probably don’t know, something you probably haven’t realized yet but hinted, because it’s something that needs to be said and wants to. I need to say it…here it is…I love you. It’s so simple and common but it’s actually easy and blissful to say once you’ve kept it for so long inside you, finally releasing it as a burst of emotions in a pleasant dream. And yet it shows, it screams out loud behind the fake angry voices, and the twisted menacing faces. Behind the quarrels breathes alive the beautiful friendship we have, we know that’ it’s true. For once, since the day we first met, do not fight with me now, I know you know what to do; it’s as easy as saying “I love you too.” It’s actually way harder than saying “I’m not talking to you anymore!” or “Get out of my way!” or “What’s you’re problem now eng-eng?!” Isn’t it? But I know deep in my heart there is nothing more right than this, I know you know, this is where our friendship goes. There is no “I don’t know” in this, there is not “I’ll think about it,” there is no “What about our friendship?” Embrace me for the first time without feeling scared, without looking for safety, or without looking for warmth. Embrace me because you love me (I know you do.) And know there is nothing wrong, there is nothing bad in this, and this isn’t the greatest joke I’ve ever come up with for you ('cause I can come up with something crazier) believe for the first time that I’ve told the truth... "Censored" you are my Best Enemy, and my Worst Friend, the one I pretend to hate, but the one I Truly Love. (Love me? (hehe) No doubt!)
Written by Vic Priel
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