Friday the 13th Minus One

Instead of basking in the nostalgic atmosphere of the lanterns lit up on the tree behind the ampitheater, we were inside the atrium, sitting on the pseudo benches that looked like trash bins at certain angles.

It was particularly cold that night. You could say that I was too engrossed in our conversation that I didn’t mind the gentle chills brought about by the wind. But when AL said, “kung saan magtatagal” with reference to friendship and in response to why he kept his relationships in entirely separate circles in the venn diagram, I started questioning my own belief with regards to that matter that I couldn’t care less about the weather.

It was only then that I realized that nurturing such principle is a mere half measure. It fed on the assumption that love, or at least, the set of feelings it encompasses, is not bound to last. It’s pretty reckless to think of an easy way out when he’s not even inside yet.

But yeah, that’s all there is to it. No eureka of some sort, just an empty rant as usual.

P.S. Yes, this is a late post. But reading through the second Funky Bones scene in The Fault in Our Stars made me remember the night before LP’s unlucky day.

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