Hey, bimb! This Guy Kalix

I struggled so much the day you left. I cried until no tears were left. You know how much I love you, did you honestly think I would not understand your reason? You could have at least told me that day the you will leave. I was devastated I wasn’t able to say goodbye. Dad and mom have seen me redecorating my room for nth times, because I keep seeing your face in every corner, your favorite color, the wallpaper, the flowers and letters you gave, the books and and bookmarks it all reminds me of you. So I decided to leave, but mom told me I shouldn’t, but Dad has always been taking my side. And that’s my go signal.

Leaving school and writing was the hardest decision I ever made. You knew since then, that was really what I want, before. Transferring here made me realized that I should value time and effort, it was just like college, in dorms yet you are not studying anymore and you are the one paying for the rent, the cost of leaving here is different. Months have past and it’s March again, seeing you here, and hearing this story. And the ring. I couldn’t digest all of these in just a single day. “Maybe, I’ll leave first G, it was nice meeting you here.” I said, you let me go.

G you have been always like that, he likes surprises but this is not the surprise I want. You could have ask me, and talk to me about it. He even team up with Dad. At the spur of the moment, I was willing to fall in love again. But Reb, you should think first.

While I’m too focus thinking I bump into this unfamiliar guy, he looks neat with that brown uniform I think his working in a bank. I really don’t know if he is mad or what because of that green face mask. That reminds me that there is still a virus that hinders us to socialize. I was saying sorry again and again. I wasn’t looking. It was my fault. “Are you really John Reb Peralta?” Huh? What? Do I know this guy? Oh I forgot I’m still wearing my ID I bet he saw it. “Yes that’s me, why?” “Hey I’m Kalix Reyes. I have been reading your books. Why did you stop writing? I miss your updates.”

I rarely see people who reads my books. I did forget the last time I send a draft to my editor. “Nice seeing you here I thought it wasn’t you because the last time I've checked you live in the province. I’ve been following you in IG too.” I wasn’t saying a single word. I was still thinking of what G said. I suddenly burst into tears again.

“Hey, why are you crying? Are you hurt?” Hurt would be an understatement I’m in pain. I answered the question in my head. Kalix invited me to a coffee shop. What am I doing going with this stranger? He ordered two strawberry smoothie and a blueberry cheesecake. “I find it amazing how you would describe strawberry smoothie and blueberry cheesecake nicely in your books. I thought it’s your favorite.” “You can just call me Kali for short. Sorry if I talk a lot. You are my favorite author and seeing you here really makes me happy.”

“Why did you like my books? It wasn’t that famous. To tell you honestly, sales wasn’t that good.” I said. “Can I just call you Reb? Hehe. Before reading your books, I’m already following you in blogspot. A friend recommended it to me. And suddenly I become a fan. I didn't imagine I will be meeting, wish I had your book so I was able to let you sign it. But, this might be too personal, why were you crying awhile ago?”

I told him the story about me and G, he just listened carefully. Sometimes he nods too. He just let me talk. I really didn’t imagine this day would come, that I would rant with a stranger. He seems nice. After me ranting and venting out. I felt relief. Was that an hour or two? It seems longer.

"Thanks Kalix for listening." 

We decided to leave because it was already late. "Hope to see you again, Reb."

As I reach the dorm I received a message on IG "urguykalix_ hope you got home safe Reb. You are cute when you are smiling."