Puppet Kring,
There will be times that one person can change everything about you. You don’t even know when will be that time or who will be that person. It just happen in a blink of an eye that you couldn’t even realize that you’re beginning to be another kind of human being that is molded into different kind of art, it is merely a masterpiece of your own self. How great will it be if everyone in this world does find their own painter and make them their own masterpiece. They don’t necessarily be your girlfriend or lover; they might come in a different form of beauty. All you need to do is to accept them in your world and try to share something and if ever there will be a sort of spark between your conversation and bonding, somehow you find the correct one.
Mid of May, me and my friends were expecting a new students from Philippines. Yes, there it was. She and her mother came that day, or shall I say that night with lots of loaded luggage. Of course, being a gentle man, I immediately handed over my help for them and took a walk until we had reached their allocated room. Honestly, she got my attention because of her shiny and gloomy hair that compliment with her soft white skin but unfortunately I haven’t given the authority to have a chance to talk to her mainly because her gorgeous mother was there as well. So with all the barriers that kept me from being apart with her was well done and lasted for a couple of weeks not until the time her mother was about to go home. Technically, it was really a sad night especially for her because with her young age, she will about to experience living a life without her wings beside her back since she grew up without a father. Basically, things must done in no time so that a person can appreciate and learn life in more perspective way. I know a mother always wants the best for her daughter because it represents her guidance, but sometimes choosing which path to give is beyond the ability of a mother and she must make a crucial decision. There was she, when me and my friends were giving a goodbye song to her mother, she had herself isolated and ran towards the comfort room and cried badly. I was definitely familiar with that feeling and damn, it is really like a sword that pierces in your heart thoroughly. I followed her and gave a comfort through my verbal capabilities and afterwards teased her. That was the time her mother baptized me as a ‘puppet’ because of my awkward movement for trying to tease her. Luckily, after a while she was able to calm herself and actually I can’t really blame her for acting such a kid because I knew every human being in this world that has attachment with someone and about to break will really experience a tremendous heart shut down. I was trying my best that time to cheer her up and let her feel that she was not alone. I think somehow, I did a great job to keep her away from lonesome besides I had really a full energy that night to do that so, because of the foods that were bought by her mother for her despedita party. Things went right as it supposed to be after that night.
Our story started after that night. I was curious what she is up to after her mother went home. So technically, I texted her and chitchat some things. As things went fast, I really haven’t noticed that I am starting to feel some kind of supernatural feelings towards her. I really don’t know what it is supposed to mean but one thing for sure that whenever I am with her, I don’t think my worries and problems. I always used to have laughed every time we are together. Yeah! It feels heaven again and she’s the angel even though she treats herself as a princess. From the bond we have shared most of our spare time recently, I am confident enough to describe her and it goes like this..
She has a mysterious attitude that makes her unique among others sometimes, though she is quite simple and quiet most of the time; it doesn’t stop her from being a fun to be with. She really hates people who simply underestimate things and especially those people who are untrustworthy and no assurance of a lifetime in touch. She appreciates persons with common material things and interest. I think I can’t go further anymore this time because we still need to spend some time together, but our affair is surely still ongoing and we absolutely share one believe and desire- the word is ‘forever’.
“Thank you for being my best of friends”
-Chester Alfaro
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