Old photos, new you. Thank you for finding your way back. Thank you for picking me up along the way towards your new road.
I have a lot to thank you for. I owe you an important part of me.
It was only when we were far apart, only when we lost touch that I realized how much you have appreciated what most people do not see about me. Honestly even I am not sure what was it that you found in me then that made you take me in.
All I know is that I was not in the model-esque state as what we would want then. I used to say that I even looked like tocino.
But you held my hand.
And you kept me close.
And you even kissed me silly… in front of that jeepney… amidst the crazy club party…
We have buried each other beneath the hundred faces we see and the hundred miles that set us apart.
I woke up one day with my self searching for you… Looking for you carrying in my heart the realization of how much I was appreciated even with the scars on my face still bleeding. I scoured cyberspace. Nada.
I flipped through my consciousness and there I felt you. Memories of your touch, your lips, and your face flashed in the gloom. I felt you. I have found you in my self-esteem, giving it that snap—double, triple snap. And you are here in essence, I guess until whenever, making me believe that certain people really do have their hearts for their eyes.
This is too much blah for a thank you note, but you know, I have so much to thank you about.
You found me. I found you. I couldn’t have you. And I know you couldn’t have me too. We're never meant to be together. I wouldn’t want to. And I know you wouldn’t want to either.
Until the sea has splashed on breakwater a hundred times one fateful dusk and the sunset has painted a thousand portraits in the velvet sky I saw your smile again, teeth with braces. Perfect. I was. You were. No words. No hi not even good bye. It was a fleeting moment. I was happy. I was thankful. Finally we saw eachother again in the flesh. You saw the new me. I saw the new you. It was time to stop searching. I did.
Old photos, new you. I see you are committed now, I still am single. What you did to me just made my standards a notch higher—nah. I see you have decided to jam some clothesline across your teeth. Nice. Thank you for finding your way back. I’ve always known you know how to, di mo lang ginagawa. Thank you for picking me up along the way towards your new road. Now that you did, I say thank you because you have the choice not to. I'll keep my peace. Keep yours.
hmmmmmm.... 
