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But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in
my heart, I'd long to hear it once more. I tried to call
her again, but she never answered the phone. She just kept
on sending messages and quotations, which I copied in a
little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't know. All I
could say was that all the messages she sent me were wonderful,
they came from the heart and cut through the heart.
"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I
close my eyes & der u r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll
always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer dan 4ever..."
One December night, she sent me this message. 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, wondring that u will feel
d same way 2, but I can't read r mind f u luv me 2. But
whatever it is, I'll still be loving u."
"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2
me, but m 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 then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is
bcoz of destiny but f destiny will suggest dat I'll live
w/o u, den, I'll lie not by destiny but of free will."
Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she
always answered, "Soon...soon, love...soon."
Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what
I felt for her...rather, it even 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 go on each day with the thought that
sooner, we would see each other, face to face, heart to
heart.
Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages.
At first I just though she had ran out of prepaid.
But there was something that kept bothering me... I couldn't
understand what was it, but it made me fell nervous. I tried
to call her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I continued
sending messages.
Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday.
I heard my phone's message tone again... at last!It was
from her!
"Oftentyms 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. What
did she mean? I texted her back, searching for answers,
but found nothing. I called her but she would not answer.
For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate...
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...her
messages...The tones that would tell me she'd sent another
loving message. Nothing around me could feel the emptiness
I felt.
Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas,
my cell beeped again. It was her!
"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little
longer?" I asked, pleadingly.
"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank
you for the time you shared with me. Thank you for everything,
Julius. I will never forget you...you will always be here
in my heart."
She was looking at me straight into the eyes, and I could
really feel the sadness in her voice and I swear, there
was something in her voice and I swear, there was something
in those lovely yet lonely eyes...
She got up and smiled at me, lovingly.
"Tomorrow morning, please come and visit me,"
he said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.
I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone.
The following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly
readied myself,thinking of her. I hurriedly went to flower
shop and bought a dozen pink roses - for Mikaella.
They lived in an exclusive subdivision.
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