Game of Questions

PROLOGUE

Where am I..

Help-

Help me.

There's a thing that keeps drowning me. I can't get up.

Is this a dream?

"Kung mayroon man nakakakilala ng lubos sa sarili ko ako 'yon, pero ngayon wala na akong maintindihan. Ikaw, kilala mo ba ako?"

A familiar voice. I wanted to open my eyes.

Another question came up, with another, and another—something that hinders my will to breath.

I was being dragged below the depth of something I couldn't tell.

What kind of dream is this?

Memories are flashing back like I'm in a huge theater.

I can't understand. Is there any reason for me to understand?

"When did I realize that I'm falling for your trap?"

"Hoy, tingnan mo." he said while gesturing to me to come near him.

"Ha? Alin?"

Hinawakan niya ang magkabilang pisngi ko at itinapat sa mukha niya.

"Tingnan mo ang cute ko." he then said and smiled widely.

I was carried away by a strong wave again and suddenly this question came up.

"How did I manage to confess my feelings for him?"

"I'm so sorry to feel like this but-Dev, I like you." nahihiyang sabi ko.

"What's with the apology? Mali bang magustuhan ako?" napa-angat ako bigla ng tingin dahil sa itinuran niya.

"No, it's not that. I mean--"

"I like you too."

He tried to love me back but he ended up-

Hurting me.

"When did I become blind to things that hurt me?"

"She's still here. I'm sorry. I still can't get enough of her."

"Sabi mo gusto mo rin ako." nakayuko ako, hindi dahil nahihiya.

Nakayuko ako dahil ayokong ang huling memorya na maaalala niya sa sa'kin ay kung gaano ako nagmukhang kaawa-awa sa harapan niya.

"I'm sorry, Aki."

"Where was I?"

"Where was I all the time, Dev? Tanginang 'yan."

I was carried away again, but this time it's not as strong as the undistinguished feeling of being dragged into the depths of my own thoughts.

A familiar warmth-the love that I have longed long ago-lingered in me.

It isn't suffocating.

It doesn't hurt.

I looked at the owner of it and saw her black, seemingly smooth hair and her white dress being swayed by the strong wind.

"Ma..."

"Nak..."

At this moment I realized, even in the midst of my own chaos, she will always be there.

Nothing matters to her but her children with it's own peace of.

She is my peace.

"Nak.. take care of yourself, hm?" she said as if she's going somewhere far.

The overwhelming atmosphere was immediately replaced with coldness.

"Ma.. don't leave me. Please."

She was brought to fake a smile and as soon as I held her fingers, she perished together with the leaves and the wind.

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