Love from a Distance
- Chiquikay
- Feb 12, 2016
- 3 min read
Memoir Essay
Comm 1 under Prof.Reginald Quirong
May 22, 2015
November 2009.
It was hot a Sunday afternoon; I was sitting along our garage with my father when my phone beeped. I received a random group message from an uknown number, which then; turned out to be the person whom I was meant to be with. He was my schoolmate since elementary years up to highschool. He was not my friend but we knew each other because we have few mutual friends. After six long months of getting to know each other more, I finally decided to take our friendship to a higher level.
Everything was all good back then. No heartaches and heartbreaks, just happy people going through the crazy ride of high school and enjoying every moment life would bring. However, as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and so our relationship faced a new challenge. After a year, it’s time to live in separate ways and survive the difficulties of a long distance relationship. We were destined to study in different universities. I’ll be in Cebu and he’ll be in Manila. It was our first time to be that far.
The day before the moment of truth, all I heard was silence all over my room. Then a loud voice called my name. It was him, wearing a black shirt matched up with this favorite pants. Slowly, I walked towards him and opened the gate. We sat on a small wooden bench in our garage. We spent the day talking for hours without even noticing the time. As the sky darkened, our conversations got deeper and deeper until we just stopped talking. There were few of minutes of silence between us. Then I heard a soft shaky voice. I turned to him and looked at his tears as it rolled down from his eyes to his cheeks, down to his chin. I felt something painful in my heart. It was my first time to see a man cry infront of me with genuine tears. I wanted to comfort him. I wanted him to stop crying; but all I could do was cry too. It lasted for few minutes. Then he held my hand, he started talking about happy things. I felt like I need to stop being emotional and get over it too. We started to build up happy thoughts to calm our minds and decided to face the reality with a positive vibe. Everything went back to place; we were able to talk about good things and somehow forgot about the pain. Then the clock struck at twelve, it was time for him to go. I tried to fight and hide the pain. He gave me hug which I think lasted for three minutes. And that was goodbye then.
It was one of the unforgettable moments I had in my life. From that moment, all I remembered was my childhood. I felt the feeling I had before everytime my parents need to leave home. I remembered how it was to be incomplete and how it hurt to wait for something with uncertainty; when you don’t have any idea if it’s time to stop waiting.
Saying goodbye and the moment of parting ways are my weak points but I am strong enough to survive and overcome distance. It has been five years after that heartbreaking moment. It has been five years of uncertainty. It has been five years of waiting for holidays, and summer vacation to get a chance of seeing each other again. It has been five years of virtual communication. Looking back through the years made me realize a lot of things. I found out that I can hold onto things that I love the most. I discovered how strong I am to conquer the defeaning silence of my loneliness.
Distance is measured by miles or kilometers, but the loneliness felt when a loved one is far is vastly immeasurable. People of any age can experience the feeling of being incomplete. Everyone gets to feel the feeling of missing someone. Each of us is capable of crying for the absence of someone that we dearly love. But only few ones are strong enough to defeat the loneliness. Only few ones are capable of understanding the outcome of this sacrifice. Only few ones are capable of keeping the love alive for someone from a distance.
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