My Friend .... My Love

My Friend .... My Love(jenlandz37) I was a scholar and so was he.

He was tall, fair-skinned and definitely, a gorgeous man. Me, myself and I, couldn't imagine a day without seeing him because i feel like my world's going to fall apart.

I, I was just a simple girl. A simple girl with a genuine smile and with , of course, a passionate heart towards him even if I just newly know him.

The first time i saw him, he's wearing a red shirt that made him so handsome to the extent that i can't look at him straight to the eyes. Our ways collided at the school's I-NET, an internet cafe for all the students. We worked there together.

We bonded as friends, laughing out loud together, hang-out together, we ate together and we sang together. This sounds pretty cool, right? The best history that we made was when we prayed in a church together with solemn hearts and hopeful prayers.

Those moments we cherished started to ignite something deep inside me that's intolerably foreign of which I cannot dare to explain. The confusion lead me to asking my self: "Could this be love?". The other side of me said: "No, it can't be! Because he is the guy that my closest friend ultimately admired of." The inside of me was completely in deep turmoil.

As days passed, we still chatted. Until such time that the both of us got stricken by Cupid's arrow of love and affection. We fell in love with each other. There were times that the ignored emotion that we felt prevailed. We held hands and exchanged corny jokes.

One day, a text message popped right through my mobile. It was him. And the text said: "Can you be my lady?" It was a bittersweet surprise to me. My heart jumped with outpouring gladness. I replied: "Sure, why not?"

Eventually, we became lovers. I loved him so much that days wouldn't pass without taking just a little glimpse of him, even if it is just his silhouette.He's name is Rolando, I call him 'DADDY' and he calls me 'MOMMY'.

We've been together for almost 2 years but the circumstances proved to be challenging. We broke up. It was so painful. The pain was deeply hurting that I thought I could not move on with my life. I am still hoping, thinking ad dreaming that someday the love that we had once lost will be gathered again.