Essay Reoyo
Essay Reoyo
It was the 25th of March today, and the sky seemed very gloomy as I peered out the window
of my room. What a perfect day to be lazy, I thought. I lay down on my bed and play a song
as I am planning to sleep the whole day, trying to justify the weather with my laziness this
morning. My playlist will usually go with some pop music or OPM songs, but this time a
familiar melody randomly played as I was staring at the ceiling. "Rain, he wanted it
comfortable, and I wanted that pain," a piece from a newly released album that flashes back
everything that happened. I was about to pause it when there was like a tiny voice
whispering to me that it's okay, and I'll be fine after a nearly year of avoiding this specific
pop star's songs just because they keep reminding me of him. The man who will always be
the definition of my favorite Taylor Swift songs, the man who made me feel how enchanting
Hans, my dearest boy best friend, whom will always be a part of me, he’s the only one who
sees the beauty in my chaos, he’s always by my side through happiness and sorrow, even if
I am in the most crowded place on earth I always knew Hans. As the song continues to play,
It's still vivid in my memory when he admitted his feelings for me. (July 2021) in the middle
of the night, my entire world shrouded in silence, my eyes strained to pierce through the
darkness. As I was staring through the darkness, I could hear my phone buzzing under my
pillow. The device screens lit up my face as I read the notification from him: "Hi, I have
something to tell you." I was so confused because we just had a phone call yesterday, and
the tone of his message wasn’t usually like this, he’s the silly type of texter. I was blankly
staring at the message when a new one popped in. "I don’t want to be a coward and hide
my feelings from you anymore. I know there’s a chance that this might ruin our friendship,
but I don’t want to stay friends with you knowing that I feel deeper toward you. Gusto kita,
Alexa, gustong-gusto." That night, The world around me faded away, I felt my own heart
pang, it was like a dagger to my chest, realizing that I couldn’t reciprocate his feelings even
I felt the same way, yes, I like him too, I guess, but we’re too young for this silly love, we’re
too young to bear the burdens that come with love, we’re too young to do this, I couldn’t
gamble my future for the sake of relationship, I can’t risk everything for these little
butterflies I am feeling. I boldly turned off my phone without even responding his
confession. He bombarded me with messages, and I can’t even take a look at them. I
ignored him like nothing happen, pretending that my heart wasn’t broken.
That was the last time I talked to him, since it’s pandemic we have no opportunity to meet
and talk to each other properly. I don’t know what happens to him after that night he never
reached out and even greeted me at my birthday expectedly, though, who would greet
someone who low-key rejected him? My birthday may be carefree and cheery, but without
him, it’s like a puzzle missing its piece. I celebrated my special day without my special man.
My heart can’t escape to these memories of you, they echo and yell in everything I do.
I gave out a heavy sigh, realizing that my studies needed my undivided attention. For now,
I'll focus on my studies in order to create a better future for myself. My dreams are my
priorities. I vowed not to cry anymore and perhaps one day my fascination with learning
Now, I'm temporarily closing my own book, hoping that someday it will be opened by the
two of us.