There was a young man who loved me so much, his name was Reivann. Reivann had a crush on me, and he used to call me on my mobile everyday at 6:00 in the evening, and when my cell phone would ring, it was always Reivann with his silly chatter, wasting my precious, precious time.
And he would visit me, gave me gifts and wrote me a stupid love notes. It was so embarrassing because my sister would read his little love notes.
One day Reivann said to me in a fading voice that he had to go to Canada because her lola would have a cancer operation. I was so happy and I heaved a deep sign of relief, for silly Reivann would be away and I could have peace at last. But when he finally said goodbye, goodbye for the last time I did not take it seriously because I thought he would be back again anyway and nag, pester me and so I ignored him. But of course I did not know that he would die that day.
He was on the way to the airport in Manila when suddenly his car was rammed by a heavy 6 by 6 truck and Reivann was crushed and he died on the spot.
Since then, when it was about 6:00 in the evening, I would just sit there at my bed beside my cellphone, and I would wait and wait for it ring again so that Reivann would talk again and nag and bore me to death, because you know.....I really miss him..............beyond his stupidity and silliness begging and starving for my love, reaching out for me for one last time. So right now I tried to listen to my heart but the cellphone never rings an Reivann never called and will never call me again.....