(AR) Suddenly the World Regained its Colours

It happened last year when I had a personal conflict with my cousin. I took it personally because, well, we were related anyhow and it hurts when we feel that stinging feeling within us. (Sigh) My high school days were…immature at most. What happened really affected me. And deeply at that too.

Back then, I went through a phase where I learnt how much it hurts when the people you love looked at you in disbelieve. I went through a phase where I stood alone in this world only on my own two feet. My only sanctuary was in the words of a dear teacher. Yes, this is a confession. It was then that I realized I am my own person. And sometimes, listening to a person of different gender is really worth it – depending on the discussed topic.

But my cousin and I, we drifted apart. Honestly, I was being childish.

I was one who rarely trusts others. I do but it’s not easy. It takes a long time for me to open up myself to anyone…anyone but…him. Don’t get me wrong. I’m Catholic. And I pretty much am an open book to the Lord and his crew. To the mortals, however, that is different. I guess he must be different too. When I first saw Caine a few years ago, we were mere strangers despite our next-door-families’ relationship.

Well then…

…how true it is that our lives can change in an instant. Mine did. Thinking about Caine right now, I can’t find the perfect words to describe how I feel. It’s just too…beautiful. And I’m turning religious than ever. I realized that I am. I’ve not much opinion on religions. If one’s an atheist and is happily living his/her life, then so be it. It’s their right. It’s their choice. Whatever your religion is, if you’re happy and healthy (by religious and worldly rules), good for you – that’s all I have to say.

Love is really cunning.

So I just said my goodnight wishes to the cousin. We made up not long ago. I must say, the world is now in colours. I am much happier now. I figured I could take my problems hands on, step by step with him by my side. I could take a deep breath and hear his comforting words and his traditional advices. Oh, I don’t know. I am just too much in love. Judging just how happy I am, I don’t think it’s a bad thing to be in love with him. After all, everything about this one love feels so different, so strange yet so…right, so pure, so true and so real.

So, Caine (though I know you won’t be reading this – you don’t even know I’m blogging online about you), here’s to you, wishing you a good night. Go rest your weary eyes.

I love you. Thank you for being you.