First Half
My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used to receiving important messages only.
I grabbed my cp and sleepily pushed the key and read the message.
" Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?"
Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted the message right away and placed the phone on my side table, I tried to go back to sleep.
I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.
"Hi there,again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again,the message said.
"Who the hell could this be asking for a txtmate at the wee hours of the night?" I asked my self.Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the message.
I was never a 'textmaniac', someone who enjoys texting anyone and everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the day.
My parents, who were always out of the country forced me to own a cellphone.
I wanted to turn the unit off,but since my mother was fond of calling me at night, just to check if I was rsafe at home, I decided not to.
Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep,the phone beep again.
Same number! Such determination!
"Pls reply to dis msg and b an angel and save me frm dis abyss of emptiness!!!" I never knew why but the message struck me, I got up and pushed the keys. I just realized I was replying to the message.
" I'm nt an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m nt Superman, I'm just a simple person who u wake up at dis r or my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?" I typed.
Second later came the reply.
"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I wnt 2 b ur frnd. I'm Miaka Torres. U?"
"Just call me Zack. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.
"Hi Zack, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of mine," she replied.
That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the cellphone. We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night. We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 am! I had to prepare for school!
And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without a loving and thoughtful messages from her.It was only then I had learned to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited everytime my phone beeped, hoping it would be her.
Miaka brought out something about me that I never knew I had. I realized I could also be a Romantic person even if it's just through text messaging.
"Keep me as a frnd and I will kip u in my heart. Lock it up & throw away d key so dat no 1 can nvr tke u away from me."One day,she sent this message to me.
I replied, " In life, we seldom find a true person & if u ever find 1 hold on & nvr let go. Value dat person coz it's life is a gft worth keeping and holdin on."
I never knew why,but her response sent shivers to my spine. "Value d pipol hu have touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will walk out of ur lyf and nvr cme back again."
I couldn't understand what I felt that moment,but one thing I was sure though... I could not go on a day without a single word from her.
I'd become used to having her,eventhough we had not met personally. But truly, she already occupied a space,a large one, in fact in my life.
I texted her back. " Don't come close f l8r ull just pass by; don't touch me f l8r ull jst let me cry; don't love me f l8r ull just leave me and won't stay."
I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt,every word came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my heart.
I called her once.The voice on the other end was like an angel's. Soft,kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't define. We only talked for a few minutes.Before she hung up, she told me not to call again.
According to her it would be better if we would just text each other.
But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head,but in my heart, I'd long to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never answered the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations, which I copied in a little notebook.
Hopeless Romantic? I don't know. All I could say was that all the messages she sent to me were wonderful, they came from the heart and cut through the heart.
" Though we miles apart, u r always in my heart. I close my eyes and der u r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll always be here 2 care 4 u, far longer dan 4ever."
Halftime.
-@nGheL
