Thursday, September 5, 2013

Do you remember the time we..?

Do you remember the first time we smoked together? I was still a trainee at work then. I remember you from college, but we weren't friends then. I noticed that we smoke the same brand, and I told you that. You just smiled. I remember seeing you at the office, but we don't talk that much. Just his and hellos. Just smiles.
Do you remember the first time we ate lunch together? I was alone that time. My friends were not around. You asked me if you could join me, I said yes. There were three of us that time. We started talking about my (then) boyfriend. We were having problems that time. For some reasons, I felt comfortable telling you. We just laughed my problems out. We smoked afterwards.
Do you remember the first time we “went out” for dinner? It was early in the evening. You are heading home, I was, too. I was too shy to tell you, but I was starving. I took a shot and asked if you want to eat. Apparently, you wanted to eat to. So we went to grab fake Chinese. We named that night our “first date”. I remember you asked for my number. I gladly gave it and took yours too. I knew then, that we are going to be good friends.
Do you remember that time we decided to live together? Us and two more girls. I don't remember that time. But I am sure, I was happy. If I am not mistaken, that was the time that we also decided that we're gonna be roommies.
Do you remember the day you and your ex broke up? I was at the office pantry talking to another workmate when you rushed towards me, crying. I didn't know what to do. I am bad at consoling. I just patted your back and gave you a hug.
Do you remember my 21st birthday? I was disappointed that afternoon because my other friends canceled on me. You and our other office friends took me out instead. We went drinking at a pub that night. It was one of my best birthdays.
Do you remember the day you moved your stuff in? I was crying when you entered the empty unit. One of our workmates who was also one of my closest friends is migrating to another country. Your sister was there with you while I cried with my mouth open. You consoled me a little. I apologized for being such a kid, you said it was okay.
Do you remember the day we went shopping for our bedroom? We felt so grown up and rich. We cut work and head to the mall to buy a bunk bed, mattresses and a cabinet. I enjoyed that day. We were so serious in choosing which to buy, but in the end we bought the cheapest stuff. I enjoyed that day. We can finally sleep in our bedroom, I thought.
Do you remember the first time we invited friends over for a slumber party? You were so drunk then. I was a bit annoyed cos I don't like drunk people who can't take care of themselves. And you are definitely one of those people. But you were okay the next day. We were hungover but we still went to work. I wasn't annoyed at you anymore.
Do you remember the first concert we watched together? It was Foster the People. Your sister came with us. Before the concert, I had my hair cut super short. You also got a haircut. We were both surprised and weirded out with my new look. We got used to it anyway.
Do you remember the time I went to Singapore? You accompanied me in shopping for clothes and other stuff. You helped me in packing my stuff. You even took me to the airport. While I was there, I was wishing that you could come, too. It was just 5 days anyway. I told you a lot of stories when I got back. You gladly listened.
Do you remember the time I broke up with my ex? It was after our Christmas party with our friends. When I got off the phone with him, I jumped down to your bunk and woke you up. You were considerate enough to not get pissed at me for waking you. You just asked me what happened and hugged me. I didn't know what I was feeling that time. I just needed someone to talk to.
Do you remember that time I got so high? I couldn't sleep cos I felt like I was dying. So you let me sleep beside you. And I know that you are uncomfortable sharing your bed with me but you did anyway. I was reaching for something all night and you just stayed there and took care of me. You were constantly reminding me to breath cos I stopped a couple of times cos I was really high.
Do you remember the time we watched your favorite band's concert? You were so happy that time. You bought a shirt, a poster, and button pins. You were such a fangirl. I remember you singing along and even crying while they perform. You even offered to give your necklace to the vocalist. We had a bad case of PCD that time.
Do you remember the time we went out to play Bang with a couple of Dutch men? That was a funny experience, right? I think that was very random and impulsive too. We were asked by a new friend to come with her and her other friend to to play a card game with their Dutch friends and since we were just home on a Saturday night we said yes. I remember being tired cos of talking in English too much. We got home in the morning. We had fun, didn't we?
Do you remember that time that we went to Manila Ocean Park? That was fun.
Do you remember the times we bought stuff just because we fucking have money?
Do you remember the time we tried losing weight and ended up self-pitying and binge eating? You cried that time. It was funny.
Do you remember the time I slept over at your house and we worked while we gossip?
Do you remember the time we decided that we will put up our own business? We were so serious about it. And I know that    we'd be successful.
Do you remember the time we went to the beach and you got drunk and everybody got drunk and your pictures are all gross and I did something bad and I was so broken hearted?
Do you remember that time when I said that I was over what happened and I'm okay? I was lying. I don't know if you noticed, but I was. I really messed up and I was so devastated. I didn't want to tell you this because you already heard it so many times and I'm afraid you'll get tired of listening.
Do you remember the time I broke down cos I messed up and I still wasn't okay? It started as our usual heart to heart talk while chain smoking. But then my emotions got over me. You were just there listening. And I couldn't stop myself from crying. My feelings were too much; I was like a waterfall. You just stared at me, and listened. My tears are swallowing my words but you kept listening. You didn't say anything. You didn't have to. You being there and not leaving me while I wallow is enough.
Do you remember that time I said sorry because I didn't realize soon enough that you were the only one who was literally and figuratively always there for me? I'm sorry again. I appreciate everything.
Do you remember the time you got a new job? I was happy for you. But sad for me. But mostly happy for you cos that is what you wanted.
Do you remember the time you cleaned your station up? You gave me that big oreo can. I felt like crying that time. You were really leaving. But I choked back my tears. I told myself, I am sad but mostly happy for you cos that is what you wanted.

Do you remember the time I told you that I was writing something for you?
This is it. This is for you. This is about you. This is about you and me and our “friendship”.

I know that this is cheesy and if you were here, we're probably laughing at how cheesy this is. But I miss you and I miss having you as my roommate so I wrote this. I miss having you around. Badly. Now, every time I turn around from my station there is no you behind me. It sucks. Whenever, I feel like chain-smoking and having a good cry, there's no you in the bottom bunk. Every time I want to binge eat, there is no you to judge me, but give in anyway.

Do you remember the time that I told you that you are my best friend?
I meant that. I remember telling you that it's okay that I'm not yours. I was embarrassed when I said that. Best friends? Ugh.  Labels suck. Whatever, you're my best friend. And there's nothing you can do about it.

Anyway, we'll see each other again. Maybe next week. Maybe this Sunday. Maybe later haha. I just felt like I have to say these things to you. But I can't just send it through BBM or facebook. I could've called you but we have a short attention span and would probably end up gossiping. So here it is, B.

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