Today, I've met him. He sit infront of me in a public transportation. He looks familiar but I cant recall where I've seen him. All I know is that I know him, I've seen him before. He is making this up and down rhythm of his legs. I used to do that when I am bored or nervous but the way he did it is way too funny cos every time he did that the whole jeepney shakes. Now deep down in my thoughts, I think I know the answer in my riddle. I think he's my neighbor. But no, I'm not sure. And the only way to confirm that is to know if he will get down in the same station as I am. And alas baby, we've said "para" in unison.
My inner fairy is dancing at its best while spreading its pixie dust. Now I remember that he is the one who opened and closed their gate when his father drives their car. And I remember all those times I walked like a rotten zombie outside when my brother asked me to buy something. I just wish upon the morning star that he, for the love of heavens, did not see me at my worst.
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