𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐷𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠 (LeAga)

𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒: 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑎

ɪɴɪᴢɪᴏ ᴅᴇʟ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴏʟᴏ

ꪶꫀꪖ

At some point in my life, there are days that I want to give up. Finding my purpose is what I've been struggling to look for in the past decades....luckily I've found it. But seems like finding it just made me feel at ease and temporarily contented because I reckon that they are deriving it from me now. I can't even accept the fate and destined to happen, I still give my trust to the prospects. I am very motivated of Ethereal, I hope life gives me back the energy that I want and we deserve. It's like my soul is being unattached to my body and the life that I'm ending before was being paid by my purpose.

"Oh, won't you stay with me 'coz you're all I need."

Looking at Ethereal is like staring at someone who is completely opposite of me. She's very strong and optimistic in all aspects, maybe that's why she became my best friend.

"This ain't love is clear to see. But Darling, stay with me."

She is unconscious right now and admitted in the I.C.U. After what happened last night, she passed out. Her platelet counts dropped which is a very very bad signal for her case. I'm trying my best to stay positive because If not, she might give up as well.

"You're my purpose, Ethereal."

I was startled when she held my hand slowly, I immediately look at her and her eyes are already open and squinted with a smile as if nothing happened last night.

I stood up, she held my hand.

"Lea—"

"Are you okay?" I was about to get my stethoscope on my pocket but she stopped me.

"I'm okay"

"No, you're not."

"Desisyon ka talaga." She chuckled which made me sit down. Seeing her chuckle made me calm howsoever. "What happened last night?"

"After an hour of your VCR push, the side effects happened and your platelets dropped causing you to throw up blood." I explained and she just nodded, completely understanding  what I said. "Let me check you..."

She shakes her head saying 'no', "Are you tired, babycakes?"

Babycakes. I remember that she usually tease me, calling me 'babycakes' because I hate chocolate cakes because it makes me constipated....well, unless it's my birthday and I can to tolerate the after part. She really knows how to make things like there is no such things as adversity.

I forced a smile, "N-No."

"You won't ask me?" Hoping that she would have a nice response from me—but no. I know where is she heading to.

"Cher—"

"Well..." she softly laughs, "Y-You know my answer anyways. I guess I'm too strong to be able to—you know—endure all o-of these. I heard what you said earlier..." her mood changed, she heaved a heavy breath. "I'm not your purpose, Lea. You a-are more better than that and this...this life? You deserve better than this. Dapat nga humanap ka na ng taong magmamahal sa'yo, I want you to stop focusing on me."

Her voice is almost cracking, she's too weak right now although I know that she wants to point something. A point that most of people are in favor of, except me. Everyone wants me to focus on myself because they think that I'm already neglecting my own life. But no, what they don't know is doing this—being a Doctor and curing my patients—this is my life. This is the life that I've chosen and this is the life that I will always choose no matter what.