My Restless Feet

I was awakened by the constant ringing of my phone, who wouldnt be when its Acheron blaring “f*ck the ways of Christ”; my demonic ringtone. Don’t get me wrong I listen to this band but am in no way an anti-christ … its just that I listen to their views from the outside.

Anyways going back, I answered my phone half-awake and still partly in dreamy land. The voice sounded familiar its like “I remember the voice but I dont remember the name and the owner” (From Lea’s I Remember The Boy But I Dont Remember The Feeling). Char!!!!!!

Was so sleeepy but the voice from so long ago jolted me to complete wakefulness. After all these years (how long has it been? 5 maybe 6?) and I thought he’s gone as in super gone. But apparently he’s not, nagparamdam abi ky hapit na b-day nako. Charrrrroootttt!

We’ll am so so not into him anymore … he was as Lea put it “I remember the boy but I dont remember the feeling anymore”. ‘Twas the usual chitchat … amazing to realize that the flow was way too spontaneous. We’re able to pick up we’re we left off. Didnt last long probably around 30 minutes … he’s somewhere I dont know, didnt even bother to ask. Ended the call feeling better knowing that after all these years am the one who got the last laugh.

Didnt ask where he is, how he is and what not … I simply dont care.

The perfect song for him:

“Bye bye baby, i don’t want you back

Read my lips, it’s time you got the facts

Whoah…bye bye baby, ‘cos i’m better than that

And now i’ve found out where you’re really at

I don’t want you back”

I don’t him back not even as a friend. The day he left I considered him faced off from the planet. So Dead. Am not second choice won’t ever ever let that happen. He’s made a choice and he’s gotta deal with it.

* And the evil witch rejoices … I got the last laugh*