Summer of 2008...
Every summer I always see to it that I am always on a vacation, let's say summer outing with friends, family or whoever person closest to me who would like to have their summer worthwhile.
Summer is my favorite part of the season because I love the idea of you being relax. I love it especially when you really go out of town just to have fun. Have some quiet time for yourself, to reflect and be with the nature or be with the person you really love the most. It relaxes me especially the blue sea water that rushes to the seashore, it is very traquil and quite amusing, if you would just only listen to what it is saying, you would appreciate it's natural sound.
Four years had passed when the wounds have already healed. I've been to places where in it helped me to heal my wounds of a broken heart. awwwww.... to bad, I am becoming sentimental now. I have to share it with you, my readers, the title of this story is
"Baguio, The Forgetful City"
It was the Summer of 2004, when we went to Baguio for the summer outing.
It was I, his girlfriend and my brother, together with his officemates who went there for the outing. They were very happy because it was their first summer together as a couple, good for them! As for me, it was the saddest days of my life.
Few days before the outing, I have this particular guy friend, his name is Clark (not his real name). We were very close to each other but we're not a couple. Some people would perceive that were a couple, and of course when they began to tease us, it was really nothing, then we began to deny everything. At first it was nothing, for years, months and days it was really nothing but all of a sudden something happened.
Clark has a partner and I had too. We were very comfortable with each other and we know that the idea of being close was just really meant to being as friends. But oneday in our lives, we got confused, as in totally wrecked confused. All of a sudden, I didn't know my stand to his and he didn't know his stand to mine. It was a really uncomfortable feeling.
One time we just didn't start to communicate from each other, as if he's avoiding me or vice versa. It really upset me. I don't know what happen that time, maybe just maybe, (well he never clarify the real story) his girlfriend got jealous of me. And one thing I hated the most is when a girl got jealous of me for NO REASON at all. Because I was not that type of girl who would ruin a relationship. In short, we avoided each other.
The day in Baguio came, I really didn't enjoy it because my mind was preoccupied. I was thinking of him the whole time! Arrrgh! As if I wanted an explanation of our stands in each other's lives, but no answers were given to me. So my comforting location was in Baguio. All the thoughts I had during that time was left in Baguio. I planned to confront him before but it didn't materialize because I don't want to ruin the friendship between the two of us.
The good thing is that were still friends, still close to each other but now we have separate lives. The bad thing is that I never confirmed if we fell in love with each other before. It was an unproclaim love or feelings, which is really bad because somehow in the middle of silence you began to think the WHAT IF's of your life.
That was the story. Summer became my comforting season wherein I have to clear my mind, to relax and to enjoy the nature. Summer of 2004 had helped me to heal my wounded heart.
The rushing river. Cold water. Fresh water
Mighty Me
Mighty Me
The rocks 
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