Dear Human Who Got ntfl,
The other night I was pretty much intoxicated with alcohol that I never thought I’d bump into you (I'm sorry 'bout that) whom I presumed to be agitated with the little corner of my annoyingly playful behavior. The next morning I just found myself exchanging messages with you as if we’ve known for long but it’s kind of a bit intimidating knowing that we haven’t formally introduce ourselves but in my second thought I don’t think it’s necessary for the likes of us who are both footloose and fancy free.
As we discussed more of our life through text messages I was expecting that we’d somehow talk about love, I wasn’t wrong.
“Do you have a lover already?” I said.
“ntfl” you replied.
NFTL WHAT?! So as to keep the coolness I fought to survive during our conversation I was forced to use one of my life lines, I called my best friend who once became a “jejemon” but is now reborn to live a human life and viola! He knew what am I struggling for. It’s an acronym (probably user defined) for “No Time For Love” as in “ntfl” then I realized I might have went far beyond your friendzone and maybe I should walk back inside the parameter. Of course it’s a just a text message like I can use the combined courage of all inspirational hero in Dragon Ball Z, Bleach, One Punch Man, and Power Rangers but I’m not like anyone else who would fight to persist the uncertainties in the field of love that’s why I didn’t ask you further about why “No Time For Love” but instead I lose all my presumptions that you somehow admires me. LOL! Perhaps I'm starting to be like Jon Snow... Anyways, we continued exchanging messages but eventually went vanished into the invisible alley of frequencies.
It was like a balloon flying towards the sky,
intensifying the situation while it levitates high,
but for no apparent reason it blew off,
I was disappointed but I think you have had enough
~leomar
~leomar
Well, I won’t deny I fell for you, maybe for a moment or I was too reluctant to show off the little things I can do in the name of love. I know it’s a part of my abstract talent I haven’t practice for a while, thus, I’m not good at it. But then I hope to see you once more, I mean, see you when I see you. K, bye.
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