MIKO
The drink in my hand stopped being bitter and burning minutes ago.
Angel by Aerosmith is playing in a loop in my earphones as I watch the dark sky. Its 3am and I am drowning in my misery. More like, drinking it away and trying to figure out if I can come out of this night, this day a whole man.
I have always loved this song. It's my go-to song whenever I want to feel something. Or in this case, forget something.
I had my first kiss with Jude, and I feel terrible.
The kiss itself was heavenly. More than what I have always imagined it would be. It was everything.
The horrible, ugly feeling I am feeling right now is because it didn't mean anything to him. It shouldn't mean anything to me either.
After all, it was a lesson, a very good practical lesson that I once promised him. Only, I like him.
I like Jude more than a friend, and it has already been hard denying it, not showing it, but then we kissed.
It was horrible. Tragic.
