A Letter to Kristi

My Darling Kristi,

It’s been 6 years now since we have met; feels so long ago. I remember the first time we met between Xavier and Ignatius after Mai introduced you to me and sparks flew off like in that of those cheesy romantic movies. You will always be my freshman year sweetheart; that’s when our romance really began. Remember? You sounded so awkward and you always had a low tone that only you and I could understand. Everybody seemed to laugh and make fun of your indifference. We just ignored all the discouragement people threw at us. We were two of a kind. After all the hardships of being ridiculed, we finally found our chance and played music together in front of the unsuspecting crowd and strangers who cheered for us. You were my muse, and I was your music. I really miss the good times with you. I miss it when we would gobble boxes of krispy kremes and packs of pillows. You were always there; you were with me when I go home walking in the rain. You were there when the house fell quiet. You were there even at my darkest hours. I am so blessed and thankful that you came to my life. You were there when my whole world fell down. I looked deep into your sweet Japanese eyes. I found my self gently caressing your slender neck and my other hand go over the curve of your waist. My hand couldn’t be more butter over your smooth skin. We couldn’t have been more electrified. So much for those memories. I could not imagine my life now without you and you have taught me so well. I know we have to leave each other after all the sweet battles and the music we went through. I know you had rusted or maybe felt dusty at Kiko’s these days. With Kiko…I left you there, without knowing if I would ever see you again. It’s been so long that I haven’t kept in touch with you or given you a talk or a simple hello. I am very sorry for leaving you behind when I have entered college and left you at high school. I have been so neglectful and leaving you like a “probinsyana” the way BAMBOO played it. After all this time being apart, I plan to be with you again and this will be different because I will never let you go. I hope you would still believe in me. I understand how you feel right now. You don’t have to worry about anything; I will take care of you more than I have treated you before. Let us start all over again, play with our hearts and minds, feel the beat of the war drums, make music and rock like we never did before! Kristi Yamaha, you will always be my sweet bass guitar.
Let us pump up the Animo once more…

Your Bassist,
Chito