After Ricky and I signed off of YM last night, I went to the bathroom to pee then I went back to my room to try to give him a call to apologize.
I called his cellphone twice but I couldn't get through. I sat on my bed for several seconds staring at my phone - looking at his landline number, gathering all the courage to call him up. I got enough and hit the call button. He picked up. I said "Hello", he said "Hello", too. Then I said, "I'm sorry" then I heard the phone click. I said, "Hello!" again. And for the second time, he said, "Hello." It clicked a couple more time then the next thing I know he had already hung up. He probably recognized my voice and didn't want to talk with me on the landline.
After that, I called his cellphone again. The connection wasn't good and then I heard his voicemail recording. By then I was already crying ... AGAIN! ... I told him, "I know you probably don't want to speak with me but I just want to say, 'I'm sorry!' Goodbye!" Then I hung up.
I started writing him a letter and thought of sending it through e-mail but I stopped because I'm still emotional ... I know that if I continue writing ... I will just things that I don't mean and I will just regret it later on.
I don't know what'll happen.
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