Guest Writer 
Dear Christ,
“There are different types of love, but the most painful kind is the one that is left unsaid” – Kill Me, Attorney by Veilofthedark
I am writing this to you without asking anything in return. I just don’t want to have any regrets before I graduate. At the very least, I am and was able to tell you how I feel.
I first met you during our Division Elementary and Secondary Schools Press Conference (DESSPC) 2015. You got that smug look, strong aura and awesome albino hair that caught my attention. You were a cartoonist and I was a feature writer. We came from different schools so we didn’t really had any interactions, but I am rooting for you. I know I am years late but congratulations on winning!
We kept on meeting each other thru seminars, trainings, and contests the succeeding years. I even thought that we’re going to compete with each other on a debate, but you and your team got eliminated on the first round while my team advanced to the next.
College came and I thought I will never have a glimpse of you anymore, I thought you are going to a different university so I was taken aback—yet glad when I saw you in the premises of Samar State University.
I am very sure that I like you, so when I found out that you joined the student publication, I had this urge to join too; in hopes of getting close to you and we could be friends. Unfortunately, my course didn’t allow me. The class schedule is very tight and I have a lot of readings to do so the only favor I could do for myself is to escort my way out of the school publication. That chance—only chance I had to get to know you was blown away from me.
I am your fan, you have a lot of reactors on different social media platforms but to give you a hint about me, I am one of them. I don’t think you’ve notice me nor imagine that I existed in your universe. That’s okay.
I know how hectic architecture is, that’s why I admired you even more when you posted about your commissions and artworks. Like wow, how do you manage your time so well? Maybe someday when I already have enough savings, I’d ask you to draw me too. I’ll save money for that because I know that art isn’t cheap, let alone if you made it.
I have a lot of things to say to you, more so ask you about your day but now, I’ll greet you on the holidays I wasn’t able to. Happy new year, happy Valentine’s day, happy birthday and Merry Christmas. I’ll say those things all at once because this is the only chance I have.
This is the first and last time I am going to confess to you, so let me seize the moment. After all, carpe diem.
I like you a lot, Christ.
No, I am not Maria but I also have two A’s in my name. We are facebook friends. I react to your posts often and I am definitely not your type.
Now, that I have profess my feelings for you, I am pretty sure I will have no regrets.
All the best future Architect! I hope we’d cross paths again in the future.
Yours truly,
Libra
To the sender, we hope that the words float over to this man and light up his very heart. Goodluck, brave-heart!
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