(Sigh - talking to her cat.) "I'm okay now. At least, I saw him though he did not even take a glance."
When I see a semi-kal*, it reminds me of you. I could not resist taking a second look to see if it was you. And it was not you. The muscular arm was not there. The lean body was not there. The dark brows was not even there. How I wished it was you. But it was not you.
Silly me. How many times do I learn that I was tricked? I was made to be a past time by someone I barely know. That I was the flavor of the moment, which he had blatantly told me, and yet I went on believing it was all for real. Does attraction really morph someone into someone who is as dumb as me? Or it isn't an attraction but a feeling more than lust and heat?
How does someone fall to somebody who does not even give a hoot? Crazy. Yes, that is what best describes my entity. Perhaps it was all physical. Or maybe not. Maybe it is more than physical. I guess it is more like the sponge-like feeling of absorbing false emotions. Was I under the influence of alcohol that time? But the kiss was sweet. I could almost feel it until now.
Akismet must be joking. There you are, still the semi-kal* I had seen the first time, lean and muscular. Not very handsome, but handsome and confident. Just seeing you made me want to hug you and kiss you. But you did not even take a glance.
You went without a word. Not even a sign that there was a past between you and me. You stared for a moment telling me it was because he wanted a flavor for that moment, and I was there.
When I see a semi-kal*, the world take my being and crush it until I can feel no more.
*Semi-kal - a man who has a haircut that appears to be bald but retained a certain even length of 1 mm or 2mm, depending on how he wanted to have it done.
Note: Once in a while, I write stories when the creative juices are ample, inspired by the many people and experiences of everyday life. Please tell me your opinion about my writing. However adverse it may sound, it will help improve the craft (if there is one :-D ).
Bago ko basahin comment muna ako. para una sa list. hehe
ReplyDeleteHuh? Di ko nagets.
ReplyDeletemon, it is a story derived from somebody's (won't name her) own experience. it is not entirely the same, added a few alterations. nangangarap magsulat ng love story ha ha at tinitingnan kung me dating 'to sa mambabasa.
ReplyDeletemy ex was semikal and when were still together, we share the same do. when we broke up i hated seeing semikals as in. as everyone, kahit hindi kamukha, almost always reminds me of him. :(
ReplyDeleteonce, nagpasemikal ulit ako. after that incident, parang natauhan ako. its not the hairdo that i miss, but the person. leaving the salon, i felt bliss, i felt a sense of closure. after nun, nawala na yung galit ko. :) hehehe corny noh? :)
Nice short story. You can almost imagine yourself as the narrator.
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wow, ruff... imagine, almost a similar story, no? glad you overcame the heartache that part of your story brought to you. :-) it's not even corny, it's reality.
ReplyDeletethank you, kyels. it's more of a narration really than a story. :-)