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"Though we r miles apart, u r always in my
heart. I close my eyes & der u r. Even if I'll
nvr c u, I'll always b arnd 2 care 4 u, far longer
den 4ever..."
She sent me this message to me on one December
night. By that time, we had been exchanging messages
for more than a month. God knew how happy I was.
She was right. Although we had not seen each other,
what we felt was enough to make us both realize
what was keeping us together.
I sent her another message, "Loving u secretly
is a hard thing 4 me 2 do, hoping, wondering that
u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read ur mind
to know if u luv me 2. But whatever it is, I'll
still be loving u."
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"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u
mean 2 me, but Im afraid 2 love, scared 2 get hurt.
I hope dat u will wait 4 me & pray dat u will
not get tired of loving me. =)" was her reply.
And I replied again. "The reason y I met u
is bcoz of destiny but if destiny will suggest dat
I'll live w/o u, den, I'll not follow my destiny
but my free will."
Whenever I asked her when can we meet personally,
she will always reply, "Soon... soon, love...
soon."
Not seeing each other did not lessen our love even
by a bit. What I felt for her grew deeper and stronger
each day. And I was sure she felt the same way too.
Love messages continued to flow through our lines
between our hearts, which made us think that we
would see each other, face to face, heart to heart
someday.
Just a few days before Christmas, she stopped sending
me messages. At first I just thought she had ran
out of credit on her prepaid card.
However, there was something that kept bothering
me. I couldn't understand what was it, but it made
me felt nervous. I tried to call her but she wouldn't
answer. Nevertheless, I continued sending her messages.
One night, just three days before our Lord's birthday,
I suddenly heard my phone's message tone again.
At last! It was from her!
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"Often in tym, we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv
w/o wanting 2. Though dat doesn't mean dat we stopped
loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms, Goodbye
is a painful way 2 say I Love You."
I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of
it. What did she mean? I texted her back searching
for answers. However, I found nothing. I called
her but she would not answer as usual.
For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable,
desperate and empty. I didn't know what to do. I
didn't want to lose her. I had learned to love her
and I wanted to be with her forever.
The following days, I felt nothing but emptiness.
It seemed that Mikaella took the life out of me.
I missed her so much. I missed her messages. I missed
hearing my message tone that would indicate that
she had sent another loving message. Nobody around
me could feel the emptiness I felt.
Tut... Tut... Tut... Tut... Tut...
A day before Christmas, my cellphone beeped again.
It was her!
“Meet me at d cafe, 10 am 2day”
I read it aloud, making sure the message was true.
I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again. I
got myself ready in a hurry and went to the mall.
I knew it was still early, but I wanted to be there
before she arrived.
I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier.
I was surprised to see her already there, smiling
at me. She was very beautiful. She had black, deep-set
eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable
lips; a perfectly chiselled nose and long black
hair. Her eyes radiated kindness and love but there
was a flicker of something in them. I thought I
could detect a flicker of sadness.
“Hi, Julius,” said the angelic voice
I had been dreaming of each night.
It was a voice that I had waited to hear for so
long.
“Please sit down.”
“I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella,”
I said, as I took my seat and gave her the roses
I had bought for her.
“Thanks, Julius.” she smiled, obviously
pleased with the roses.
I knew she loved pink roses.
“You are always welcome, Love.”
“Julius, I can’t stay,” she said,
sadness in her voice.
“I really must go.”
“But we just met, Mikaella. Can’t we
talk a little longer?” I asked, pleadingly.
“I really can’t. I just came here to
see you and thank you for the time you have shared
with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will
never forget you. You will always be here in my
heart.”
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