March 17, 2011
I was eating my dinner beside the aquarium. Then he came. A face in the darkness of the night. Standing. Frozen. That big wild eyes... his stunning physique... Is he smiling? I took no notice. In my heart, I was longing for him. It has been a week since the last time I heard his voice or read his message on my phone. Busy. Yeah, we're both busy.
Come in. As he moved, I noticed his body glittering in the dark. He is beautiful. My ever love. My ever loving man.
Have a seat. In the light, he is handsome. My eyes ran from his hair that's growing a little longer than usual, to his edgy jaw line, deep set eyes, beautiful nose and even lips. He is my man. But his eyes seemed distant. Cold. Shivering.
I continued eating my tinapa and rice. Kilig is slowly creeping inside. I am happy. But he's not.
I... I want to be alone. I want to explore...
Shattered. Truth is tearing my heart apart. Pain engulfed my heart and soul. That was the end.
Every bit of memory of the previous week came rushing in. The unanswered phone calls, text messages, cold embrace and bitter kisses. He found someone else. I was left with nothing. Nothing but regret and self pity.
It has been four years since that day came and ruined me. That was the night I carried through me, a loser soul.
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