remembering a friend

Last week, I saw myself in a dream bumping onto an old friend of mine. In this dream, he looked very happy. When I woke up, I realized it was a day after his birthday. I texted him, he never answered back. It must have been one of the many numbers I had saved of him, or he never got it.

But seriously, it's been a long time since I talked to this friend of mine. We went to the same high school and being a year older than I am, we forcibly became partners in a waltz performance during the prom. We've already experience much stepping on each other's feet, teasing, and reprimands but from that day on still, we became good friends.

We attended the same university for a year. He finished his degree in University of Sto. Tomas (UST), while I transfered to UP after a year.

He never missed my birthday and to that, I felt really bad for not making it in time for his.

I remember those times when I needed books but I always fail to get one. He would either lend me his or ask one of his blockmates to lend me theirs. He gave me advice on professors and how I could earn the highest grades possible.

There were also times when I feel down and he'd suddenly text the most appropriate messages even when he doesn't know what exactly is going on.

He's actually the perfect example of a friend I often underestimate and ignore because of his physical inexistence in my environment when in essence ha has always been there, quiet and unnoticeable.

That has always been my mistake, to give too much attention to people existing physically in the world I move around at the moment in such a way that when they leave this sort of space, I end up finding myself at lost. Probably this is why I have some kind of defense mechanism when people attempt to invade my personal bubble (sana tama ang gamit ko di ba? comm theories!), even when I would consciously allow them to.

I never learn still. Good things there are people like him, friends who never leave even when you tend to forget them. I guess this is one of God's myseteries in our lives.