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| a promise to a best friend |
| by ivillaco |
I met him for more than 8 years ago. He belongs to the well known basketball team who plays in the summer league in our town. I met him there with all of his cute friends, but it was not him whom i found attractive that time it was his best friend. After graduating grade school, from an all girls school I transfered to a regular school. On the first day of my high school life and at a different school set up... As the teacher check our attendance, the teacher called his name. I was shocked.. I thought his best friend will be there too... Unfortunately, his best friend did not transfer. We both belong to 2 different sections on our freshman years. on our Sophomore years, he was trasnfered to our classroom. Then there it all started. We became best of friends. It was not an ordinary friendship. It is a very different, and very special one. He then fell in love with my best friend. At first I thought I am just liking him for my best friend. Whenever they quarrel he confides on me.. he tells me everything.. we talk over the phone for more than 4 hours every night... most people thought it was us who was dating and not him and my best friend.. ten months later, they broke up.. then we became more closer.. we have so many dreams like building our own houses next to each other, and as his best friend he even made a promise that i will be the first one to know if he's datin somebody else and i will be the first one to know when he is going to get married... then the day come.. i asked him, "if one day u knew that a friend of urs is falling in love with u, what will u do?!" he answered me, "i will run away and never talk to her again, for friendship is more important to me and i dont want to ruin em" then i kept quiet and decided to just hide it to myself. that was the time when slowly day by day we seldom talk to each other.. until he found another friend of mine whom he found more interesting to talk with.. rumors came out that they were dating.. and they all knw that im upset, but they thought im upset coz i want him to get back with my bestfriend. what they dont know is im upset coz i love him. and i want him. i was hurt and felt so much pain. and all i can do is cry.. every single night i kept thinking about him and every time i was thinking of him i was crying. his promise that is the only thing i am holding on too.. that i am he's bestfriend and i will still be the first one to know. so i did not believe the rumors. we graduated from high school and he started to contact me again. again my hopes came back. that one day he will say that he loves me since then. unfortunately, he met new girls again and lost our contact. then my parents told me that we are migrating to the US.. i tried to call him to see him one last time.. he said he will come to my farewell party but he didnt. it hurts me.. it feels like its going to kill me. on my first year in the US he sends me emails but then one day he stopped and i lost it all again.. 3 years had passed.. i slowly forget about him and started dating some other guys. and i thought finally i already moved on. till i went back to our country again. surprisingly i recieved a call from him trying to catch things up. the night before i left for the US, he surprised me.. he came to my farewell party. he hugged me tight and said sorry for not being able to see me when i first left. i then thought we will now have our chance. but then he told me he is getting married. and as he promised me i will be the first one to know. i went back to the US and i havent heard anything from him since then. he cancelled his friendster and myspace account and he never replied into my emails. i myself even wonder if he did really gt married?! if he totally forget about me now?! to that i do not know the answer.
now i dont know where he is.. what he's been doing and how he is doing.. all i know is that i have never forgotten him ever since then... i should have made him promised not to forget me... i am sure he will never will... |
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