Fateful Fairytale

In the realm of love, misfortune is the right word to describe it. Love truly comes and goes but we surely have to hold tight and never let go, for love stays when it reaches its comfort zones. It’s not definitely the dark side as to my love life. Nevertheless, it has also brought spring colors to make me feel the paradise of life.

A number of men have come to me, yet slowly, they left. Every one of them left an imprinting memory in me, some sadness and some happiness, but either of the two, they left me with lessons.

One of them was Eugene (true name withheld) who inspired me a lot in such small ways and now, when I came to think of it, I always gave a sweet laugh. Eugene was a good friend of mine, a classmate, a playmate and somehow, a brother. All of these combined, eventually became a special someone to me. We have things in common, and might be the reason why we easily got hooked with each other. Perhaps, the only thing we’re apparently diverse is that I have an unexplained feeling of likeness towards him. I’m sure that when I look at his subtle eyes, there were always butterflies gracefully flying inside my stomach. I realize then, his eyes were my weakness. I told myself, not to look at his eyes that much for maybe I can’t control my feelings for him. Long enough, we became good friends as best friends, sweet gestures were obviously noticed not just by the two of us, but also other people’s keen eyes. They intrigued us, and suspicion became our great enemy, but it didn’t bother him, and that’s the sweetest thing he did for me. Denial was our repeating answer to every speculation thrown to us.

I thought it would last long, the feeling of being on a “cloud nine” with him as my inspiration. But the story went on a devilish turning point as it goes to the very climax. I don’t know if I’d be happy in the date of February 14, 2009, or curse this day of dark memory and the world seemed a wrath of hell. During this day, blue sky dominates above as I looked up, and I could feel the warmth of the sun under my skin. The weather was great. Eugene and I had some rest after cooking in our food laboratory when Page disturbed our break under the trees just outside the room. Page, on the first thought, suggested innocence and virginity, but it turned out, for me, a name matched to iniquity. Despite of my resentment towards Page, she was still a good ally to me. She knew I had a kept sensation towards Eugene until that day came, and she busted everything.

Chivalrously, Eugene accepted Page into our tête-à-tête. At this moment, Eugene’s admiration towards Page was clear to me. This bitch, I told myself. Grimed and frustrated, I took a big step in front of them and surprisingly, I bowed down my head and surreptitiously wiped my eyes of jealousy.

As I raised my head, the face of Eugene packed with audacity caught me. I turned to Page, her face filled with gaiety. “Will you be my girlfriend? ,was exactly the words uttered from Eugene’s mouth. I imagined the clock has stopped turning, and everybody was in a pause. Feeling that I was the only one moving, I cried silently. The words were too excruciating to bear and I just couldn’t admit it. But what I feared the most at that very moment was the anticipating answer of Page. Please say NO! I shouted to myself.

YES, broke the silence and the momentarily pause of travel. That ended the unexpected quandary of my life which greatly affected my studies in high school.

Yet, God is good, he never left me. Eugene may cause me pain but God is to whom I surely could count on. From then on, I still supported their love team.

I don’t want to be pitied by the people and tell me, for I have only myself to blame.

The ordeal I’ve experienced became a great lesson to me. Not to trust men with their brilliant lies. Yes, admittedly, I did expect. But to think it over again, I was wrong and the only remedy I can do for it is to move on. Today, a lot of people love me and those people, for sure, will not leave me unlike what Eugene did to me. I am Christian C. Barral, and this is my fairytale.

#chances #gaylove #love #girl #thirdparty #friendzoned