i may have been a bit too paranoid but i still believe that i had every reason to be...
as planned and agreed upon, arvin, patrick and i were supposed go to mass together last sunday. it turned out though that my parents were going as well. i knew that the proper thing to do was go with my parents and just invite arvin to join us. i then told him about it and he said we'll meet at our house or at the church, depending on what time we'll be home from the fiesta. problem solved!
we got home earlier than expected. i called him and he sounded a bit different. he didn't mention anything about going here so i had a bad feeling about it. i thought, oh no! maybe he doesn’t want to see me anymore…
30 minutes before i left for church, i texted him, asked him if he was still coming with me and he said, "i thought you were going with your parents?" and that's it. i felt really bad, i wanted to cry. i know it was too early to conclude anything but I just had this intuition that something was going on. and i didn’t know what. it scared me…
on the way to church, dice called and i told her about how i felt and how confused i was with what's going on. i told dice, "please help me understand your cousin..." and dice, felt helpless for she was too far away and a bit too clueless on what exactly was going on.
i went inside the church feeling so disheartened, confused, frustrated and everything that i never thought i’d feel again. patrick was a bit restless… probably he felt what i was feeling. this gave me an excuse to go out for awhile. when patrick and i were outside, i saw an image on the glass window but i didn’t want to believe that it was arvin because it seems too movie-like. he… surprising me again. he… being there. he… proving that nothing has changed. i told myself, stop! stop living in a fantasy. wake up from this dream. i then made myself believe that the image i saw was nothing but an illusion for i was thinking of him… too much.
i went inside the church. prayed for strength because i knew, if all my hunches were right, i’ve just made a big fool of myself again. that’s something i don’t think i’ll be able to handle… not yet. i was just starting to put myself back together… move on… start anew…
i looked at my son and told him, i guess it’s just you and me again. he smiled. and i felt better… a lot better.
after communion, a guy, pretending he has been there the whole time caught my attention. it was arvin! sitting right next to me. with this smile that says, i’m here. why were you so worried? scared? sad? and all i could say was, “what are you doing here?”
after the mass, my parents invited him to join us for dinner. he stayed for awhile in our house. this was a good sign. at least somehow, my mom has accepted the fact that arvin is now part of my life…
surprisingly, my mom allowed me to go out to walk arvin to his car. but then, my mom would still peep through the window to see what we were doing. i found that so funny! and when i got inside the house, she pretended to be doing something. cute ng mommy ko no?! hehehe.
when he got home, we talked. i was able to tell him how i thought and felt. of course, me being such a drama queen, cried. and arvin would beg me to stop for there was no reason to do so. i told him how i noticed the little changes that took place in such a short span of time… the way he texts me, the way he talks to me, the way he was acting around me.
though he’ll never admit that for awhile, he did change… he assured me that i was not just being paranoid by saying he really didn’t feel like talking that much the whole day. there were no explanations for the sudden change in his behavior but it was enough for me. maybe it was just one of his days when he wanted to think things over and the timing was a bit off. i could never get mad at him because he never promised me anything.
bottom line: i just love him too much that i’m scared that someday i might lose him, he who was never mine.