Hey, My Coffee Lover

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Sam's POV

My head is a mess. My life is a mess.

I am a whole mess.

Three years ago, I got involved in a car accident that changed my life. I lost the memories I can't remember having. I lost parts of my life that I can't remember living.

And I lost the girl that I cannot remember loving.

I was lost for all the years that she left me hanging. I pushed her away but I didn't know that losing her felt like losing myself again for the second time. I cannot remember being with her or being with anyone, but losing her feels like my heart just got torn into pieces.

When I woke up inside the hospital room, I have no idea what the hell is happening. I don't know who I am, what I was like and who are the people looking at me with so much hope, pain and love in their eyes.

And then I saw her. That girl who has the most beautiful eyes, sweetest smile and angelic voice. I have no clue who is she but I felt something inside me.

My head stings, it throbs, it aches and I groaned in pain just by seeing her without me having any clue what just happened. But inspite of the pain that my head was making me feel, my heart is pounding in my chest so loudly as if it just got reborn.

I tried to hold on the stare with her but my head is giving me a hard time to figure out why I am feeling this way over a stranger. A beautiful stranger.

And then she cried, and my heart aches together with my pain.

I cannot remember her that time, but I'm sure as hell that I hate seeing her cry.

"What are your recent memories?" she asked with a hopeful eyes.

I clenched my jaw. I don't know why I am pissed but I cannot control my feelings for her anymore.  One week. Hindi sya nagpakita sa loob ng isang linggo ng ganun ganun lang at babalik sya dito na parang walang nangyari?

And she told me that she won't ever leave me?

I want to laugh at that shit.

How can she say those things to me when she can easily walk out in my life and show up again back in other man's arms?

I licked my lips and glared at her. I wonder what is the meaning of her smile. I wonder if it's just because of the guy who just hugged her outside my house.

"Memories that doesn't include you." I answered without tearing my eyes off of her.

Napakurap sya. Mabilis akong nag-iwas ng tingin.

I barely knew her. Well, in my recent situation right now. It took me weeks to remember my early childhood memories and I cannot easily dig her out of my memories. Yet, in the past weeks that she's here, I almost memorize her gestures.

I know when she's hurting, I know when she's about to cry, I know when she's genuinely happy, when she's frustrated, mad or pissed. I knew her that way that I want to curse myself why can't I remember her?

I am trying. I stayed inside my room forcing myself to remember her. I am not really eager to remember someone not until it was her.

It feels like there's something inside me telling that I need to remember her. I need her. But I don't want to acknowledge that.