Love Shots

Nice Guy

So I met this guy and he wasn't like those other typical guys that I always meet. 

Trust me when I say guys that I meet, I know a lot. 

I know how the game rolls: No attachments lead to less expectations. 

Pero ewan ko. Iba siya eh. 

Hindi siya mayabang, pa impress or malandi. In short hindi siya fuckboy. Natuwa ako kasi finally may nakilala na kong lalake na mabait, masipag and sweet. We became friends and we constantly text each other. Simula sa Good Morning, commute papuntang school, during classes na may nakakahabag na prof, nakakapagod na araw at salamat nalang dahil pauwi na, at ang pag Good night ay magka text kami. 

I knew we were friends and I didn't look into that. 

Not until my friends gave me subtle hints na iba na yan. 

I'm not stupid. I know when a guy is flirting with me. Pero iyon nga. Pag sa kaniya, hindi eh. Sobrang clueless ko. Para siyang puzzle na hindi ko ma solve. Ewan ko. Sabi nila na friends don't normally have that everyday routine na kailangan araw araw mag uusap na parang kayo. Ako, hindi ko makita ung point nila. I mean, I always remind them how we're just friends. 

Kahit na alam kong everytime na mag tetext siya, natutuwa ako. Everytime na matagal siyang mag reply, nababagot ako. Everytime na magigising ako, text niya agad ang unang inaabangan ko. 

I knew I was leading into a different road pero I still kept it casual. I continued to remind myself that we were just friends because I didn't want to be attached.

But our conversations were getting shorter. Hindi na siya nakakapag good morning. Hindi na siya nag rereply ng mabilis. Sobrang malimit nalang ung reply niya. And as a girl, I couldn't help but look into his actions. May ginawa ba ko? Nasabi? Fuck. I was getting attached. I knew it was bad. So bad. Dati updated ako sa kung ano mang ginagawa niya. Pero ngayon kailangan ko pa siyang e stalk sa twitter para malaman kung ano ng bago sa kaniya. I wasn't in love with him. I was attached. I like him. Like really like him. And I knew na kapag patuloy ko pa siyang isastalk, I might end up missing him more. I just might end up falling for him.

I was tired of missing him. So I texted him one night after a couple of days na hindi na kami nag tetext tulad ng dati. Mabagal ang pag reply niya. We didn't even almost talk. Pero bago ako matulog, nakita kong nag text siya. One text. He was saying good night. He apologized for not being able to talk to me. Busy daw eh. Busy rin siya bukas at sa makalawa. Matulog na ko dahil matutulog narin siya.

Fuck. After I read that text, I knew. I knew it was the last time that he'd ever text me again.

And I was right. Hah. Hindi ko narin siya tinext. Tulad ng sabi ko, I know how the game rolls. I continued to live on my life but I couldn't deny how I still constantly stalk him in twitter. Pero nung isang gabi, nung chineck ko twitter niya, nagsisi ako. Nanlumo. Fuck, may new girl na pala siya. Pinagmamalaki niya pa sa twitter. She was his cover photo and his bio says it all. 

Shit. We were, as I always say, just friends. Pero bakit ganun? Bakit ako nasasaktan? Na attach ako eh. 

Tangina, mali. 

Maling mali.

I just never expected it to happen with a nice guy who became my friend narin. Dun ko lang na realize na mas masakit palang magago ng mabait na lalake keysa ang isang fuckboy na expected mo na. Masakit. Masakit kasi na attach ako eh. Kakaiba. Hayup nga naman oh.

And I thought I knew how to play the game.