Reminiscence

1: Apprehension of a Platonic idea as if it had been known in a previous existence 2 a: recall to mind of a long-forgotten experience or fact b: the process or practice of thinking or telling about past experiences 3 a: a remembered experience b: an account of a memorable experience —often used in plural 4: something so like another as to be regarded as an unconscious repetition, imitation, or survival

Friday, May 08, 2009

Hi! I didn't get a chance to logon yesterday. I was working my usual crazy hours. But don't worry you guys, this post is going to be yesterday and today combined. It's basically related anyway.

Okay. So uh, remember that story I told you guys? About this person that I was looking for for the last 10 years of my life whom, I found on a social networking site (again)? Remember how I psyched myself up when I got a notification about me getting a message and not reading it until I got home after work yesterday? Well folks, all the anticipation and excitement I had just set me up for failure... the message I got wasn't from her but from some spam bot. Darn spammers! Die mothafuckas! Die! Just Imagine how frustrated I was!

Anyway, I got home about 10-15 minutes ago. So as I was taking my tie off, I started to boot my computer. I logged on to the site while I took of my shoes. I started to get comfortable when I saw something I wasn't expecting, but wanted to have - a message! A brand new unread message! Yes! It was a message! My heart started to pound and the sweat started to bead up on my forehead. I closed my eyes and started praying as I guided the pointer to the inbox link. Was I going to get disappointed again? All kinds of things were zipping and zapping in my mind. Let's just get this over with I told myself.

The Inbox finally popped out and there it was. The sender was partially visible but it resembled the profile I wanted to see! I held my breath as my sweaty palms trembled as I scrolled down cautiously and slowly to reveal the sender's name. I felt my heart skip a beat and I know at that moment I was temporarily paralyzed. I could not believe it. It was her! She responded to my 2 messages!!! Yipee!

I was filled with excitement as I read the message but after the first sentence, I fell silent. I was stunned. Suddenly the air around me was so heavy. I felt like someone was pinching, no, stabbing me in the heart. This wasn't how I pictured it to be. Not even close. She got married last January. She's a married woman with no kids. I've secretly longed for her for the alst 10 years of my life. Since I've last seen her in August of 2008, I never stopped looking for her. She was the first girl I ever felt that way for. From the first day that I set my eyes on her in June of 1994, I never forgot the curves and shades of her face. But I guess it was just never meant to be. Never.
And so, just as the Prom song that we danced to : "And as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife, All the sweet things she can find, All the sweet things they can find."

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