5 years ago..
February 7, 2011. Export Bank Plaza in Pasong Tamo Makati City. 24th floor Training Room. West Contact Services. When I first met John Christopher Gonzales. He is sitting at the second row, right side of the room. I am sitting at the 4th row on the left side. We hardly talk and I barely notice his existence because we have different set of friends. I also had another love interest that time so we really didn’t had a chance to get to know each other.
Fast forward, that love interest I am talking about, became a failure. I started to overthink a lot of things, I became depressed and it had a big impact on my health. Half of my face? Not functioning. The nerves supporting the half my eyes, nose, lips, tongue – it stopped working. I had this condition when I was in college and it came back because of the problems I already stated above. The medical term is Bell’s Palsy and it is no joke.
After the training, almost all of us became closer and that is where I get the chance the talk with Jaycee. I remember him as the guy who was concern about me and my health condition. I appreciate his concern towards me and I think that is where it started. After a month or so of medication and therapy, I was healed. My facial expression became normal again.
We had the same shift together with others. We eat lunch everyday. We talk about life and sometimes non sense things. I listened to his corny jokes. He didn’t fail in making me smile/laugh every single time. I like his sense of humor. That’s one of my weaknesses. Ugh.
I just realized that after several months, we started spending most of our time together, just the two of us, as friends. After shift, we usually go to the malls [Glorietta | SM Makati | SM Bacoor] to watch movies or to eat. We go to the bookstore, to datablitz to buy games for his PS3 and sometimes, just to kill the time we go window shopping. We also go home together [he in Bacoor and me, in Cavite City, that time Cavitex is still non existent] and had many funny moments at the bus.
Other’s think that we are “dating”. We didn’t want to put any label to it. All I know that time is we are happy together. We have a lot of things in common. We have the same level of craziness. We think alike.
But of course, it is not all fun isn’t it? We also argue about a lot of things. We are both competitive and have different opinions in certain topics and that spiced up our friendship. I also remembered arguing with him about petty things and the end result will be not talking to each other for several days. We were so immature back then. Funny thing to remember.
After spending time together [all the time], just when the feelings started to bloom, destiny started playing with us. We got separated. He had to leave the company to find another job. I felt sad. I felt alone. There’s nothing I could do but accept reality. I kept a journal that time and I still have it with me now. It was noted in there how much I miss him everyday.
We still see each other for a couple of months after his separation from the company. Until it stopped. Maybe we both became busy. Until the only means of our communication is just Facebook chat. And again, it stopped. Completely.
Fast forward, I had a boyfriend, she had a girlfriend, and we didn’t talk after that.
We are probably not meant for each other.
..to be continued..
