The End Of Summer.

I remember when we get excited when summer arrives. We strip away our uniforms and go to the mall, look for shades and spontaneously swim on kiddie pools. There were almost two decades that we wait for it. Watch MTV the whole day, random movies, and sing-along with the songs we wanted to sing. I remember that we promised one summer to both have braces. So we could go to the dentist together.

We spent our childhood memories together. And as far as i can recall, you were the most annoying brat who acts like an indian and goes inside the area we play around. And everytime we talk about it, we laugh so hard and reenact it while eating junk food in your living room.

We went to the same school so we could try to see each other everyday. But there came a time that we drifted apart. For reasons i still cant remember. 

And there were almost 6 summers we didnt talk, didnt see each other... and deleted each other on profile accounts. which actually means on this age, is "friendship over". Until again, we forgot we resent each other, we forgot why, and tried settling our differences. But life occupied so much time, we forgot the essence of one's presence. The time we couldve, shouldve and wouldve.

Until one summer day, we met each other again. Inside a hospital room. But instead of wearing a smiling face, i was stricken that you had so much tubes attached on your body. And i was furiously stopping myself to break into tears. Until you reached out your hand and you said... "I miss you."

The hope that i had was amazing. Or should i say i was in denial. That i never tried visiting you again, never that i shed a tear again, coz i know for sure, that you will be okay. Coz i am still waiting for one day that well do the same things we usually do. And then your surgery went okay, and you won the battle against the war many of us fear to deal with. Cancer.

So both of our hopes were there. That youre just recovering, That we will be going out as soon as possible. But alas, of all false things, why would it be our hopes and your lab results?

You celebrated your birthday a week ago and that was the last time i saw you smile. I heard you talk. And you said, youll be okay. I thought you said youre going to be okay.

Again, you ran away. As much as i wanted to accept it, i still cant. Coz i know youre not coming back anymore. But i know it wasnt youre choice. It wasnt anybody's choice. And i still cant bear the fact that we missed a lot of summers.

After it ended, rain started pouring. And i know that the sky is also crying along with a lot of people. Especially for me. But still, i will always remember you as our "sharky". The brat i mostly got annoyed. And one of the best friends ive known.

We'll miss you Wine. You know that i love you very much. Farewell. We'd still hangout and then... well not wait for summer anymore.