In my sixteen years of existence, I had never been separated this far from you. My heart can no longer encapsulate my yearning for someone at a distance. This may strike you a little weird but I miss you. I really do.
This twilight, while our parents are snoozing their trail towards slumberland and there’s no one for me to bother for I cannot doze off, I miss you. I miss you because you know my stories and most especially, you know me. I know I fail to tell you how much I appreciate your efforts … but words aren’t just enough to measure up with the myriad high roads you traversed for one and all.
I miss the dvd marathons we’d had due to boresome afternoons in the harbor. I miss our karaoke moments when we would sing our hearts out notwithstanding the unreachable notes of Josh Groban and Mariah Carey. I miss the summer before my freshmen year when you handed me a piece of paper engrossing the things I should say in front of the crowd. Yep. That was how much you wanted me to experience a perfect high school life. Your encouragements I miss…I wouldn’t had the guts to take the risks I dared if it weren’t for you. You had always been someone whom I can draw strength from.
You’re the kind of person any family would be proud of. . .
I am proud of how you journeyed with flying colors.
I am proud of you for winning the SCC presidency election.
I am proud of you for being an exchange-student in ADMU.
I am proud of you for earning the Business Plan Competition Award.
I am proud of you for being a part of the Ayala Leadership Congress.
I am proud of you for receiving an Achievement Award on your graduation day.
I am proud of you for grabbing the Johnson & Johnson job offer.
I am proud of you for winning the SCC presidency election.
I am proud of you for being an exchange-student in ADMU.
I am proud of you for earning the Business Plan Competition Award.
I am proud of you for being a part of the Ayala Leadership Congress.
I am proud of you for receiving an Achievement Award on your graduation day.
I am proud of you for grabbing the Johnson & Johnson job offer.
(and having the courage to quit it)
More than ever, I am proud to have you as my brother…
I just don’t see you as Gian, my kuya - but Gian, someone to be looked up to. I see you as someone I could never be.
Yeah. Yeah. Angeli is in senti-mode.
Well, your clueless mind doesn’t possess the fact of how much I anticipate your homecoming. For the whole lot of your 22 years in this world, I hope you’re not just a year older, but a year better.
Happy Birthday, Kuya Gian.
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More than ever, I am proud to have you as my brother…
I just don’t see you as Gian, my kuya - but Gian, someone to be looked up to. I see you as someone I could never be.
Yeah. Yeah. Angeli is in senti-mode.
Well, your clueless mind doesn’t possess the fact of how much I anticipate your homecoming. For the whole lot of your 22 years in this world, I hope you’re not just a year older, but a year better.
Happy Birthday, Kuya Gian.
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