Something about Me, Something about Gay and Something about Love XII

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As previously, we stopped at

... Harsh it was, situational wise as well as behaviour wise. I was clamed just like a sandwich people would say. Neither I nor Elvis stepped back, we all just remained as where we stood. But love don't just develope and go away. It stays and lingers and sometimes even evolve into something stronger. Especially when there's still visible ray of light somewhere shining in someone's direction, hope of getting it is just thought to be not so far from reach, but yet not so near as touched as well.

Days later, Elvis SMS me to go down to my void deck, saying that he wanted to see me and pass me something. Wasn't really in the mood for anything, definitely not into quarrel as well. But I still did. He suddenly just passed me a handphone, N73, said that it's a gift from him. I didn't wanted to accept that and found all ways to reject such an expensive gift. Nonetheless, all else fails and I took the handphone.

I wasn't a very materialistic person. A functional phone is all I needed, and usually is enought to get me to use it. And he took loans and got me such a nice and new model handphone then. Both appreciated, but it comes with feeling closer on my nerves. I mean, both I and him wasn't like born into rich family when we got a bigger budget to work on, and he was still serving his National Service, so where do he got such a load to pay the loan!

Anyway, then was definitely not the kind of time I lecture him over buying me things. He got everything planned out, from where to get the casing to protect the handphone to where to make a new SIM card so that it could support 3G function. And everything seem to tone down every since then. No excessive calling from Elvis checking where was I, what was I doing, when am I free.. Just occassionaly contact, I thought things finally calmed down a bit after my return from the mourning. Finally could I take a breather from all the crushings of emotions.

Things seemed more spacious thereafter, but then, was this what Elvis wanted? To me it should all just stayed that way and nothing will get better or worst if so, but no. Elvis finally felt that this wasn't the way he wanted. He wanted the same old closeness that he still demanded from me. Closeness which he couldn't live without. But then, he knew deep inside himself, that he choosed for the situation that he was in then and he choosed to stay in the picture even if he shouldn't have. He grew haywired out of his interest.

For one, he wanted me to be happy and doesn't wanted me to be in such a dilemma and difficult position. Yes, this was as well, one of the aspects of him that I admired, understanding. But then again, he wanted the kind of love and attention and demand of a boyfriend, which he could never ask for and do never receive. But then, days still went on. And we did a lot of things together even as not being together. We enjoyed each and everytime we spent with each other's presence around.

Movies, to DVDs, dining out, supper, shopping, hanging out, seating down and chat, meeting friends, etc.. All so fun and comfortable! And one of such enjoyable activities I would remember was going down to West Coast MacDonald and spent the time there with Elvis, Joash and Shahul korkor. Nothing more then just seating down there with drinks and some snacks and chat. Bitch around if you have to, but generally, just feel the easy and free atmosphere it has just as seating around a group of friends.

And one fine such visits, an unplanned trip, we managed to went there for a few times now. We thought and chatted just when Joash mentioned something about Sentosa. When you are young, nothing really stops you other than transport in Singapore. And very unplannedly as well, we all decided to make a trip down to Sentosa's beach for it's night scenery and some quiet time there. Wow, it never felt so good. Then Joash's mum, Sabrina, was there. And everything seems so beautiful..

Tanjung beach it was that we went. The sky was clear with little blinking stars and soft splashing waves. The starry night marked a very memorable night just as time passed us by, but we weren't bothered by it anyway. Which was also the some random night that nothing crosses my mind to bother me at all. A very short night it was, and we all proceed home thereafter, slowly sending one by one home.

But noone has ever thought that a stormy night usually comes after a calm night. Just when things compiled in itself, it just speaks for itself. That should be considered as a all auto-righteous way. Elvis made his move.. Elvis finally shifted his pawns and made his attack. In the whole event, Elvis managed to get popularity and acceptance so many more folds compared to Benji, and with that, he finally took his chance. TBC (To Be Continued)...