Victoria's hands trembled as a sight of tragic came before her eyes. The rough century old paper of the warm laters embeded themselves in the hands of the angel as Victoria held them tight.
Her mind was perfectly in the cloud of dreams as she looked at the house of glory infront of her. Her feet rooted upon the cement pathway of the church as she anticipated for the person she was waiting for outside, infront of the large wooden doors of the home of saints.
Hindi man maamin sa kaniyang sarili, alam ni Victoria na ayon na ang hangganan ng isang malaking trahedya, doon na ang dulo ng ruta, ang huling pahina ng libro, ang wakas ng isang malikhaing kwento.
The adrenaline rush kept her waiting alive every second, her eyes shined as the sun frowned upon her, the mellow music coming from the tender keys of the church filled her agony. Each passing second killed her with anticipation, her patience in thin strips like thread, slowly growing into tinier pieces in each second as she waited.
She looked down, her eyes fixed on the letters she was holding in her hand. The porcelain tint with a stain of red flush color of her skin indeed complimented the white paper of the letter she was holding, like snow she thought.
Her eyes fixed on the sight infront of her as the piano's forte changed, its quick pace slowed down to a melody so familliar to her heart. The song was so familiar to her that her heart sang with it, in sorrow and in fear. Her hand tightened, causing some of the letters to crumble upon her sudden agressiveness.
On the front of the church, there she saw him. His eyes glittered with longing as he looked at her, amazed with her presence. Victoria smiled willingly to the man at the end of the isle.
"Alexander" Victoria mouthed as she watched him, standing firmly, his hands trembling as he sighted her.
The church bells echoed throughout the walls, every pavement heard the pace as a woman in white walked towards Victoria. Her shoulders fell as she stepped aside to make room for the angel in white.
The woman holding a bouquet of roses, the holy rosary in her hands as she smiled so widely, staring at the isle she was about to walk on.
Victoria's heart jumped in sorrow and agony, the roses in the woman's bouquet its thorns seemed to be so lost inside of Victoria, her heart swelling in pain as her eyes glittered in the dust of tears.
She watched as the woman in white started to walk in the isle, her letters in her hands. She was too late, but it was enough.
A woman can only hope to be the angel in white today. Victoria could only wish to be the bride whom will walk in this very isle... it was fantasy.
Like ashes, she felt all her sanity crawl in the floor, her eyes flowed with tears as she watched the bride walk towards Alexander. Instead of looking at the white angel walking towards him, Victoria smiled as she noticed that Alexander was looking at her, crying. She laughed abit.
Like glass her heart shattered, nanalamin ang kaniyang damdamin sa isang basag na salamin, hindi maikakaila na siya nga ay mistulang tangang umaasang baka sakaling may milagrong mangyari na siya ang babaeng maglalakad at hihintayin ng kaniyang pinakamamahal sa dulo ng napakahabang lakaran ng simbahan.
Ang kaniyang mga luha ay humaplos sa kaniyang tila rosas na pisngi, ang kaniyang mga mata ay nanlabo habang pinagmamasdan ang kasiyahang nagaganap sa loob ng simbahan. Ang iilang mga luha ay tumulo sa kaniyang kamay, binasa ang kaniyang hawak na mga sulat.
Bago pa man makaabot sa braso ng kaniyang pinakamamahal ang babaeng nakaputi ay tumalikod na si Victoria, ang kaniyang mahabang buhok ay sumayaw sa malamig na simoy ng hangin, habang kaniyang tinakbo ang distansya mula sa simbahan at sa kabilang dulo nito.
Napahinto siya ng marinig ang malalakas na hiyawan mula sa loob ng simbahan. Malabo ang paningin, mabigat ang damdamin at nanginginig sa lamig na mistulang bumalot sa kaniyang puso ay tinignan niyang muli ang pintuan ng simbahan.
Umatras ang kaniyang mga luha ng makita ang lalaking kaniyang inaasam na tumatakbo papalapit sakaniya. Ang mga mata nito ay punong puno ng pag-asa at pagmamahal habang siya ay hinahabol. Hindi niya alintana ang mga taong nanonood sakanilang dalawa ang kaniyang puso at isipan ay nakatutok lamang sa isang tao...Alexander.
"Alexander-"
"Dont. Dont make me choose. Because I will pick you each time, and I cant have you leave because of that"
BINABASA MO ANG
Dear, Victoria
Romantika"Come to me with a face, I have yet to see, with a voice, I have yet to hear and with a love I have yet to know, as I will embrace it. As our story has flown for centuries, I have found you in the last drop of silver in the bright night sky, and you...
