and that's dangerous, to a certain extent.
he shouldn't sing that well. he makes the girls (and boys) fall in love, and the girls (and boys) who used to be in love feel like falling for him again.
nung narinig ko sya uling kumanta through my earphones in that smooth boyishly sweet voice--yung kantang kinarir, na may matinong mic at amplifiers, with matching piano-playing pa--para kong hinigop uli ng panahong yon, three years ago, when hearing him sing on a cheap videoke microphone alone would be enough to turn me into mush; to make me implode, disintegrate, and resurrect all in a span of a moment--or at least until he finishes the song.
and then for a moment,i thought that something had somehow been resurrected. warm feelings, familiar, though not as powerful as before, not as cripplingly intense. the voice was the culprit. parang naging stimulus sya na na-pickup ng utak ko. he never sang this well in our videoke sessions. videoke never gives him any justice.
chanced upon him on ym. instinctively i wanted to tell him, parang may crush na ko uli sa yo--jokingly, of course, but i was afraid he'd think i'm serious and be off-ed. i told him instead, you should get a singing career started. in turn he said, yea, and then i will have to hide my sexuality when i become a star. that made me chuckle. it's funny, and de-romanticizes the whole thing as well.
not long after that remark i felt the newly revived "crush" fading. oh-so-soon! haha. his voice can resurrect the dead, but a dint of reality is all it would take for it to die again. i'm GREATLY relieved for that.
still, kahit ano pa man, may mga bagay na mamamatay pero may iiwan pa rin sa yo. fg will always be regarded with fondness. i will always consider him a friend, kahit pa siguro sa mga mata nya eh hindi naman kami ganon ka-close.
syempre, si osobear, tatawa lang pag kinwento ko sa kanya ang mga bagay nayto. haha!
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