Glimpse of the Past.
[Originally written last July 12, 2007]
I saw him. There he sat on the corner, nice and neat in his uniform. The way he smiled at me sent shivers down my spine. He was my seatmate.
We used to be classmates for a year but our relationship only stayed as to being classmates. No mischievous deeds, no heart-to-heart talks, no contact nor non-contact interactions at all. Frankly speaking, I’ve hated him because of my impression about him being an aggressive, boastful and a mediocre type of student though he was actually not.
He was my seatmate for this school year. Since we became seatmates, I started to accept the way he was and understand him now better than before. He is the witty-wacky guy I used to admire. Both of us loved music so much. He is a charmer guy. I remember those times that he would greet me with his high-and-mighty voice, and that would cheer me up the whole day. He was a person of sanguine personality – jolly and optimist.
A day never passes without the intriguing strips of our teacher. Our teacher would usually link us and tease us up, and that would be automatically followed by the famous battle cry of our classmates, “uuuyyyyy….” From thereon, our friendship became silent as it can be. I wasn’t able to talk to him that much anymore because I became self-conscious and shy.
But things happened so fast. After spending the first 25 days of our senior life, decisions were made and new rules were set. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to meet one of the rules, taking him out of the section. I didn’t realize that he wasn’t my classmate anymore until the chair beside me was vacated the next day. Seeing that vacant chair forced me to shed tears for a very dear friend at the spur of the moment.
There was no one to cheer me up anymore, no one to make me laugh, and no optimist to motivate me. Every time I look at the vacant seat beside me, flashbacks of him linger on my mind. The memories we’ve spent together, the laughs we’ve shared, the talks we’ve cherished – all are now memories, only memories.
I saw him. Not on the same corner again, but still nice and neat in his uniform. The way he smiled at me still sent shivers down my spine. There is that different spark in his eyes that rattled my knees. He is my friend, but not my seatmate anymore.
We still see each other in school, but things wouldn’t be the same when we were still classmates. How I wished I could change destiny. He’s so near and yet so far. =’c
[Dedicated to someone very dear...^_^]
