Three years ago, I wrote an article about him as a Christmas present. An article which I thought would be the last one. But then, here I am again today, writing about him because he was the first person I thought when we are asked to write about the person whom we can’t say goodbye. Here I am again, writing all my sentiments about him, how I miss him dearly, and how I would give everything to turn back our times.
I mean, how would I say goodbye to my first love when he is the last person whom I wanted to bid my farewell. To the one who made my dull and forgettable high school life one hell of a roller coaster ride. To the one who has been my living diary that constantly listens to my rants, my clown that wipes my tears off my eyes and made them happy, my mirror that shows the real me, and , of course, my best friend who has been there for me in my most stupidest moments.
We had memories together in that old ice cream house as we share our favorite flavors of ice creams. During those times, we would not notice how hard the rain was or scorching the heat of the sun. We would not notice that it was past my 6pm curfew or when it was time for us to go home.
Ours was the time when I wait for him till his basketball practice was over, when he waits for me outside our room, when we go for a carousel ride in Cubao, and when we go finding our friend’s house till we realized that we are lost.
I remember how I went to his house after class just to see him for the last time. I made a very long letter in a crumpled yellow paper, in between my English class, with my pitiful penmanship carefully scribbling the things that I wanted to say eversince high school, while I silently get my handkerchief and wipe my hot tears that ran in my face.
And then when we saw each other, we bid our farewells and promises of keeping in touch. We exchange memorabilia, and talked of the things that we should do if we’ll meet again ten years from then on.
I would never forget that moment that made me realized that I really can’t say my goodbye.
He was not really the one that got away. In the first place, he was not really mine. He just have to go far, be with his family, and fulfill his mother’s wishes of him. We’re plain old friends and I know that. It’s just that there’s a part of me that hopes someday, if we’ll meet again, we’ll be the same old friends back when we were just those naughty teenagers trying to escape the pressure our family and our studies bring.
Though he is miles apart from me now, though we had our own memories together way back in high school, I know it will never be the same again.
But today, we keep our promises with each other—and that is to keep in touch despite our very busy schedule. He calls me on special occasions and during times when I just wanted to talk with him. He would call in between his duty at work, silently escaping his boss’ demands. He called to inform me about his new car which he has to pay, his plan to enroll in few subjects next semester, and his plan to save in order to have a vacation here.
We still have our short conversations while we are growing as the individuals we have dreamt to be. We are growing separately but dream as one, share experiences together– though we are walled with distance and all the internet connection disruption. The times when we just say hello to each other online. Or when something popped in my mind, I’ll message him to call or to answer my e-mails. I would comment on his latest photo showing his growing fat body while he mock my thin body and curly hair and we’ll talk about it on the phone like kids teasing each other in a playground.
I am happy that even now, he still knows me. I let him know of my undertakings, from my college activities, my family, my love life and everything in between.
Truly, I really can’t say my goodbye. Because I know that it would be very painful. It is not about moving on or letting go but a matter of waiting until he comes again. Until that time, I’ll keep on waiting for him to come back.
I think you can still edit this article, put a gap between the paragraphs so it will not be text heavy.
But is all right anyway, the article is short but concise, enough for us to know about the one that you cannot say the words goodbye.
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I suggest if you could add more pictures for proper spacing of your paragraphs, and also, to add more interest to the readers.
Your article is somewhat “nakakaduling” hehe. But content wise, it’s good.:)
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You can put spaces in between paragraphs.
You can put more pictures if you like.
Nice title! The whole story is touching. I didn’t see any errors actually. Excellent job! I wished you will see him soon. 😀
Here is your grade…94!
Your article is very touching. I know how it feels like to be far from your best buddy. But hey, it doesn’t mean that your friendship will end. It’s just a matter of constant communication. It’s a good thing that you both have it. =)
As always, I find your article interesting to read. Just be mindful of your errors like “most stupidest” (I just don’t know if it is really typed that way.) Other than that, I don’t have anymore to edit. You also should have put spacing in between the paragraphs. That’s all! Congratulations!
Your grade is 93.
this is a great article Gelyka, however this is text heavy
you should have used pictures that is quite related to a paragraph
and I also noticed that there are no indention and spacing in between paragraphs.
no other mistakes that I can critic of.
as a whole you did a great job.
Grade: 90
the story was nice. But it looked a little bit boring because it was too text heavy.
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Nash De Leon
Like in the other articles, I find myself mesmerized in every word until I continued reading. Then, when it ended I noticed myself smiling. I like the whole truth and directness of your article. Again, it was simple but was very hooking. It was free flowing. It had no barriers in between paragraphs. I wish you had considered the spacing, though. The whole message was clear and it was relayed to me easily. I like your title. It’s short and sweet.
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Higly nostalgic, full of truie emotions and love. I commend you for sharing this anmd for being honest. true to life stories are always far better that artificials opne. beavuse they reflect reality, the complexities of love and life
-The only negativite thing is, its not reader-friendly the body text is so heavy, you should have cut paragraphs properly.
your grade is 91.
same experience…hahaha
going back to the content of your article;
-It is well written
-what makes it boring is that its texts heavy if you don’t have picture to attach it could be better if you put spaces between paragraphs so that it will not be cross eye when reading.
Over all Excellent, keep it up !
Grade 95
The element of secrecy is there that made your article mysterious one. The way you arrange your ideas and the use of words are just suitable under this topic. I don’t found a lot of grammatical errors and it is worth reading until the very end because of its nostalgic feeling.
Just try to put more appropriate visuals to attract the readers.
Your grade is 90.
This is one discussed its point very direct. I think, that’s why it’s kinda short compared to your other article. Add some pictures. Readers want to visualize something, that might help.
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