one chance.

i don’t know why, but recently… i’ve watched to movies that has something to do about friendship, death and love. one was Lilo and Stitch: Stitch has a glitch (yeah, pardon for being a kid at heart ) and the other one was If Only just a few moments ago.

i learned from that Lilo and Stitch movie that love is more powerful than death. Stitch short circuited and died. Lilo cried (i was teary eyed myself) but she still believed Stitch could live despite the circumstances…and he did! i don’t know how, but it happened. love can reallt do great things. (just like Christ’s love for us.) her love for Stitch was more powerful than death. their friendship still showed even until Stitch’s death. Stitch knew he was guna expire pretty soon, and he left because as he was dying, his glitches caused great damages to everyone. he sacrificed not being with Lilo even though he wanted to so badly…but he knew that leaving would be the better choice. he died, but he came back. the friendship prospered after the incident even more, and their bond is stronger than ever. it’s somewhat the same with my situation. i have to leave (but i won’t die. i don’t want to just yet! lol) but it’s for the sake of sacrificing my feelings for something long term. i know i’ll come back. i know you won’t stop believing and i know our friendship will prevail.

“the way you loved me vanished all the tears…” - a line from the ending song of jennifer love in the movie. a thought came to me after watching that.. when you have a moment to show your love for someone, don’t hesitate. don’t show reluctance for you might not have that moment ever again. a lost second might not happen again. it’s a chance you may never get for a second time.

a friend told me the reason daw why you’re afraid to tell me is because we seem to have such a perfect friendship and that you might ruin it if you do something such as admit your feelings… i can say from what i’ve watched and learned is that our friendship won’t be impaired if you spill your guts out. it will get somewhat intricate in a way, but isn’t that customary already? don’t relationships have their complicated moments? your coming clean to me about what you honestly feel isn’t really a predicament. it’s just that we’re both afraid of what’s gunna happen next. will it be something amiable? or will it be disagreeable?

i really don’t intend on dissipitating a chance. that chance that could be lost in the blink of an eye. our only chance to be something more than friends, and yet, in spite of everything, be bestfriends at the same time…

that same friend told me this schmaltzy, somewhat maudlin story of how she saw “us”. referring to and and this dude i care so much about. it goes something like:

i can see it now..
it was camp…
the sky was unusually clear.. with only the luminescent moon shining brightly contrasting the bleak sky… you were sitting outside the hall.. just the two of you.. remembering the past, laughing at the present and wondering about the years to come…he gets up and says, “it’s getting late, let me walk you back to your cottage. ”

you smile and get up, and you walk side by side.. laughing and talking along the way.. in the middle of the field, where it was dark and no one could see… he stops and stares at the moon..

“i’ll really miss you, kinky…” he goes…

“there’s something i’ve been itching to tell you…”

you come closer to him ask, “what is it?”

he faces you.. he looks into your eyes.. he holds you close..

“i love you…” he goes as he embraces you tightly, with tears rolling down from his eyes..

from behind you could hear the adults telling everyone that it’s time for lights off..

you wanna go but you can’t.
you just both cry silently in the middle of it all…
in each other’s arms..

can this ever happen to us? will it ever happen notwithstanding my departure? i need the memory of a warm embrace to keep me holding on, for me to keep on having faith and believing that it will happen, that we have our chance, against all odds, in His perfect timing and His will.