October 24, 2014

It was a typical night, me lining up for public transpo to go home. It’s been almost 2 weeks since my first encounter with “Ed Sheeran Guy” (The one I have posted about on my previous post)

A few weeks ago, there’s this guy from my town whom I have met while in the queue. His name is Eric. He’s like a big brother to me. When he gets in the line first, he saves a spot for me. Last October 24, **** got there before me. We were having a little chat when he suddenly whispered shout to someone in our front (like with distance of 3 people), he was pointing at me: “Taga sa ‘tin ‘to! Laging late pumila. Pag nakita mo, hilahin mo.” Kuya Eric laughed like it was a good joke while I was left dumbfounded. The guy he was talking to was “Ed Sheeran Guy”. Mind fuck. All I was thinking was: “SMALL WORLD”. I don’t go out that much so I really don’t know who is who in our neighborhood. I’m an outcast like that.

“YOU KNOW HIM?” I asked in the most composed voice I can master.

Turned out that they are relatives. MIND FUCK. AND WE LIVE ON THE SAME STREET.

The whole ride home was a blur for me. I DON’T KNOW. REALLY. All I know is that ***** introduced us as we entered the van. Found out his name is ****. Cute. Heh.

When we are walking down our street, Kuya Eric already reached his house, Dimple and I had a little talk. Yadda yadda yadda. When he reached his house, he told (or asked, I’m not really sure): “Nakasabay na kita dati” And I was like “Yeah. Ikaw yung nakikinig kay Ed Sheeran.” And we sort of laughed ’cause it’s just I DON’T KNOW. He said he lost his phone which kinda sad but yeah.

I hope we can be friends because Ed :——-)

Maybe we found love right where we are..

– Ed Sheeran

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