This is my favorite time of the night. I say night because i only experience it when i haven’t been to sleep yet, and the sun has yet to come out. It is the in-between between happenings and no happenings.
These past 2 weeks i’ve snuck out so much, and gotten so much closer to you guys. Tonight we just sat down and talked about everything. Had laughs. Scary stories. Sad stories. Recollecting.
It’s kinda crazy how fast 4 years goes by. I remember joining the group like it was yesterday. Even though i’m not in it anymore and everyone drifted, i don’t regret it. You are all literally like family to me. That’s very cliche and overused, i know, but it’s undeniably true. The air i’ve inhaled walking alongside you in the middle of the street, these feelings of absolute freedom and serenity, is something every teenager should experience and cherish. And i really do.
You can show me a whole summer in one night. And all we’d simply do is just talk. Enjoy each other’s company. Let the mellow vibes play out like the softest flow of the morning awakening.
This is probably the last night I’ll be sneaking back home at this time before i travel, and then i’m off to college.
I loved our nights of flashing strobe light apps in our faces while conquering cheap alcohol, but loved even more our nights of playful jokes and stories.
I loved hearing your first impressions of me, and I loved telling my own, and my own feelings in joining your group. And now here i am, going into college, meeting a whole new set of people.
You are all so wonderful. I may meet other filipinos, but there will never be a group like you.
Silly, considerate, asshole equality at the same time.
We’re all slowly drifting, i feel it. But i hope that every day we meet again can be just like today. Reminiscing, smiling, laughing..
Nothing has to change if only for the better.
Take care guys. I really really love you all.