One Foggy Baguio Morning

An Open Letter

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It was almost eight months since we last saw each other and almost three month since we last talked on the phone. So I was rather surprised when you asked me to see you.

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Honestly, I really do not know where our relationship stands. Are we still on? Are we off? Or do we really have a relationship in the first place. I must admit that I enjoyed your company and support during the hardest times of my life and I know that you are praying for me when I am reviewing for the bar.

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But I do not know what happened. After the Bar, I went back home while you stayed for a while in Manila before going up there in Baguio. Communications just simply slipped. You became busy and I became busier and before we knew it... we totally lost track.

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So when you told me too see you in Baguio, I told you YES eventhough I had tons of work to do here. But hey, what is one day compared to several months of wondering what had happened to us.
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So there you are... it was really nice seeing and talking to you again... reminiscing about the good times we shared. You know that I missed you and if there are things which I have not said, I know that you can read my actions. We laughed... we talked... we understand!!!

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It was one foggy morning in Baguio when I went up and it was raining when I go down. But at least I know... some good things really never last.