It's been a long time coming, so I think this deserves a blogpost. I mean, who would have thought I'd meet RB on a Holy Friday... after visiting churches in scorchingly hot Metro Manila... and praying to the divine for a new lease on life? Could this be a sign, a serendipitous event, or a ticket to reality?
Kinilig ba ako? Not really. Hindi naman sya nagpapa-cute eh. He was wholesomely funny and glaringly uninterested. To him, I was just an audience, a captive one. It felt like his punchlines and memes online came to life. I was surprised to know that the showbiz persona aligns with real-life. It was fascinating to be at the receiving end of his witty banter. It was good (so good) while it lasted.
Throughout the years, he was pretty consistent, and I was not. He still does not believe in "forever" and continues to avoid marriage and kids. He still hates stupid people and Duterte (although Davao City seems to have a special place in his heart). He still basks in his celebrity status (albeit sarcastically) but remains in touch with the concerns of the common man. I, on the other hand, had forgotten how awesome he is. For various reasons, my affinity for his humor faded. My reality diverged from his target market. My views dissented from his advice and teachings.
He had probably forgotten by now that he met me. I am sure I did not make a strong first impression. With the passing of time, I will probably forget I met him. Life will throw more reasons to let go and move on. Besides, as he would always say, "There's more to life than love."
"This night is sparkling, don't you let it go
I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
I was enchanted to meet you." - Taylor Swift
