I miss our long walks in the streets of Manila. I miss our favorite coffee shop where we try almost all their drinks. I miss the moment when you always want my drink, and I have no choice but to switch it to yours because you have the cutest smile. I miss sharing cocktails and beers with you in Makati. I miss sneaking into your house at night, hugging you endlessly, and waking up next to you. I miss our breakfast dates – simple but sweet, knowing I’m starting the day right with you. I miss our late-night Facetime calls – ensuring we understand how our day went and what we felt. I miss how you share your AirPods with me as we listen to your favorite Taylor Swifts songs. I missed the moments when you introduced me to your friends, which whom I made friendships too. I miss your support in my career, even if it’s different in your field. I miss your initiative to see me despite your busy schedule. I miss how you understand that I always sleep earlier than you. I miss you for accepting me for who I am and being blunt about what I can improve.
I miss many things about you; I miss doing with you and doing for you. These are the things that I’m thankful for that I could have said to you in person but never had the chance the last time we talked. If I can only have the opportunity to experience this all over again, I will. But this is the risk that we took – our good friendship was at stake. This is the chance that I will never regret taking again. I hope you feel the same way too.
(I wrote a lot about you. And this plain-sailing and incoherent entry is one of the few I will put here. You may never come across this, but if you happen to read this in the future, I want you to know that I'm proud of you, even at times when you feel like I don't. And at this point, I can't help but still miss you.)