I saw you today. But I pretended otherwise. I saw you looked at my direction. But I pretended to be listening intently on my professor.
I could still remember being in the same room with you – me, doodling, and you listening at him. I could still remember the few months back when we were still supposed to be close friends - the after-class walks to the nearest jeepney stops peppered with anything-under-the-sun conversations. You were my closest friend in that side of the planet, actually.
I still remember the last jeepney ride with you. I still remember the rain. Why would the rain take you away from me? He actually didn’t bother to answer.
It’s been more than a week since the last time I sent you an SMS. I have no intention of sending another one, to be honest. I think, I’ve said enough. You are not keeping in touch – maybe I should take it as a sign.
Take care though. The universe cares more than you thought. When I see you again, I'll probably smile. In friendship, we should not demand. But I guess, there is a thin line between love and friendship. And I see my footprints on it.