I have already graduated from college. And you still haven't; because, you have failed in one of your major subjects and it depressed you so much. You told me how it depressed your system that it made you stronger-- also, smarter.
To change the topic, you said that you wanted to see me. Yeah, it has been months since you last saw me, ayt? You said you missed me and my batak arms. So, I said,
"Sure. Where? Sa school? After class mo?"
Then, you said,
"I'm having my OJT at Katipunan, remember? So, I won't be around U-Belt anytime soon. I'd be conyo for the meantime. Lol."
And yes, I forgot. I apologize. So, we have planned to meet. Two days since that exchange of messages.
Two days after...
I was late. I happened to meet my college bestfriends in the mall near our school. So, our supposed-to-be meet up at 3pm was moved to 4 in the afternoon. Still, you waited for me.
We decided to meet at U.P. Town Center. It was my first time there. And yours too. Coincidentally, while waiting for you, one of my favorite foreign bands, Walk the Moon, was performing in front of my very eyes (no kidding! they were having their mall show that day!)
You texted me that you're inside the mall, near Under Armour, so I went there to meet you. You were wearing your signature, may I say-- college shirt, jersey shorts, elite socks, and your pair of LBJ shoes.
AGAIN, my heart beats like a drum
