Barely days from Valentine's and the city is bursting with all the love and love songs in the world.
I have always been fond of walking my way around Cebu City, well, for my routine destinations though: school, home, church, review center. And as if taunting me, I have noticed that lovers come "mocking" at me as they fill each nook and cranny I go to. Undeniably, love fever has seemed to infect everyone, save for yours truly.
But that didn't keep my spirits dampened. In fact, I have been looking forward to this week this month. Waxing sentimental over the love-foolness I had last year and lost this time couldn't make my high anticipation go weak.
I was reading the daily one day and found out Boyce Avenue would perform here at SM City's Atrium at the Northwing.
The Manzano brothers of YouTube and acoustic covers fame are here in the island to perform for their Cebuano fans. On the 14th, they were set to amaze their fans in Manila at SM's Mall of Asia.
It might be true that Filipinos are really fond of love songs and I for one attest to that. And perhaps this had been the formula for the success of the simple beginnings of Boyce Avenue.
Anyway, with the realization that this event would be once-in-a-lifetime (as most foreign artists perform in the capital), I immediately ganged up my friends and devised a perfect formula to be able to watch the band. And everyone was on it!
12th of February. Today. Everything went berserck. Suddenly, friends became busy with a semifinal examination. Much to my dismay. My dependent personality has surfaced again. In the end, I never went to the concert.
Whew. Might as well do more worthwhile things.
On second thought: would listening to love songs do me better?
Being loveless this time of the year I think is just as tough as being alone on Christmas. When everyone is so hushed up with amorous spirts, here I am in the streets walking all alone, staring at lovers holding hands. Managing to smile at how happy they seemed. Trying to be happy for other people. Looking up at the bright lights of the highest tower in the city, trying to convince myself that there still is hope.
However, a friend quoted a clinical instructor: "Don't worry 'day, kay later, you will be able to find someone who can accept you for who and what you are. It's true gyud".
It must have been true to her. I mean, she admits of being not the physically desirable woman. Yet, her boyfriend's just so in love with her. Lucky girl, she must be.
With that note, I quieted myself.
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