I define uncertainty…for the nth time.

A week ago, I stumbled across an account of a long-lost friend of mine, who was once my classmate in a certain class back in my freshman year. But it seemed like this person doesn’t remember me at all…not even a bit of it, I guess.
So, it’s been less than four years since we last saw each other, and the last time we made contact via text. We used to grin like idiots when we talked of random stuff—ranging from plates to anime and whatever stuff—at Pavilion 2. We’ve rarely seen each other a few times back then (in fact, mabibilang mo sa daliri kung ilang beses siyang pumasok sa klase na ‘yun)—but this person really was one of the dudes who made my freshman life—and college life—exciting. Too bad he went somewhere else before I embarked on my journey as a sophie. OH, WELL~ :(
But then again, I was thankful to have known him for at least seven (or eight?) months. I’d been very grateful that he was one of my awesome friends back in my freshman year—and for that, college life has never been that amazing. Maybe the years have passed and people (like him) have changed, but memories of our friendship will stay forever.
The reason why I kind of felt uncertain upon sending that person a friend request—it’s the fact on whether he remembers me or not. But then again, life has to go on. And sometimes, we have to lose some in order to gain some in the process.
So, I just thought of reposting my poem I wrote back in January 2009. I know, I’ve already reposted this back in November 2009—but this time around, I hope today’s post will be the last I’ll write about him.

We’re back to where we started—
Two strangers sitting side by side on a bench
We have nothing to talk about,
Nothing to think about…
We’re just staring blankly at each other
Not knowing what we could do.

We may be friends then
Yet, you seem to forget about me—
All those laughter and tears we shared…
It just blew away like the wind.

I guess we have to start from scratch—
again.
…and after that, I’m on my way to believing. HAHAHA—I guess Hayley Williams sang the line right, years after I last made contact with him. Back then, when we were still schoolmates, Paramore’s “Decode” and “I Caught Myself” would be playing in my head, reminding me of indescribable feelings I had whenever I saw him in the campus. But should we meet again someday, I really hope he would remember me—even just as a former classmate of his. (Cue The Script’s “The Man Who Can’t Be Moved” here. Na-miss ko lang kasi ang kalokohan niya—I swear!)
Anyhow, it’s raining so hard inside—and I’m feeling bored today. I just hope there are no brownouts—and pray to God that we wouldn’t be swept away by the flood (like Ondoy did a few years back). CHEERS. :)
P.S. Bumalik na naman ako sa pagiging college froshie—even though I’m part of the workforce for less than two months already. HAHAHA—but it doesn’t hurt to remember good memories sometimes, right? :P