Pyromusical Disappointment

I’m kinda down at this moment. Disappointed perhaps is the best word to describe how I feel. I just realized that I really mean nothing to the person I value the most.

For the past week, we’ve been planning to watch the Pyromusical, which is today, in about an hour. So I called him up last Friday, confirming if he would really be available cuz I’m already buying the tickets. He confirmed. He was so sure about going at 4 pm today.

I bought 2 patron tickets yesterday at Tickenet. Then I saw him around at about 2:00 pm this afternoon and we talked about the supposed meet-up at 4. About 3:30 this afternoon, I got ready to go. I was almost ready by 4. But time passed. No sign of him, not even a text message or a phone call. After 30 minutes I decided to call his house. The mom answered. He was sleeping. I took up the courage to ask the mother to wake him up. She did. But he won’t budge.

How could he forget? No one would forget something like seeing a pyromusical when you have talked about it for a week. You won’t forget it when I personally called you up 2 days ago to confirm of your attendance because I didn’t want the patron tickets to go to waste. You won’t forget it when we even saw each other two hours before the supposed time to leave.

You won’t forget it if I mean even just a bit something to you. But perhaps I’m really nothing, that you only realize of my existence when you need help or when you need company and no one among your more favored friends are around.

But just the same, I don’t wanna get mad or sad. There’s no sense crying over spilled milk.

I still wanna be there for him. But at least now, I have learned some lessons.

Lessons that cost me 2 patron tickets.