Gone with the Wind (Upper East Side Two)

Epilogue Part III

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Part III - Dream

I saw her alone in the garden... where she first confessed her love for me. Where she told me she'd visit me again. Where our first kiss happened. And where she became mine...

And now, we are here again... and here I am trying to fix what I destroyed. Trying to mend what I wounded and trying to beg for one last chance.

"Don't leave me, please... baby. I'm sorry." I know it's my fucking fault in the first place. If I haven't done that, maybe we are still happy... not like this.

If I just fucking fought for her and made myself deserving in front of her father, we were not here.

I cried in front of her. "... Huwag mo naman akong iwanan..."

I said my sorry. I asked for her forgiveness. I begged her not to leave me... assuring her that I won't hurt her again... not anymore.

I know I broke her into pieces.. I was too insensitive to her feelings. When she lost herself, I lost her too... that's the cost I paid for hurting her...

She told me that I am her biggest regret... the most toxic thing to her... that she reached her limits. I embraced her tighter while she's trying to pull away from my hold... to slip away from my life.

I am too broken right now... seeing her like this pierced like a bullet in my heart. She's always crying when she's with me. She's in pain because of me.

She hates me now, and all I can do was to cry... I don't fucking care if I was too weak in front of her...

I keep on kissing her head. Every time I do this, it calms down. It feels like I am getting my strength from it... and that's what I want right now.

To feel stronger even though I am not... to fight for this chance. To fight for her to stay with me.

She thought that her love wasn't enough... but it was more than enough for me. Her love made me a better person. Her love makes me strong and keeps me alive every day of my life.

She removed her hands and turned her back on me... one last chance before I let you go, baby...

"Baby, I'm in love with you." My voice broke... it was too late for me to say that. I fucking hate myself that I chose this point in time just to say that I am in love with her.

I keep on looking at her back, waiting for her to face me... or to run towards me and wrap her arms around me... but it didn't happen.

I saw how her shoulder shook violently from crying. If I can... if I can just mend the pain right away, I would fucking do it.

"...I love you... that it hurts. It hurts... to love you, Zavi. It's hurting me. It keeps hurting me to love you. I will keep on hurting if I'll stay here with you."

Then I realized it was me who causes her pain... that it was me who kept her from mending her own wounds. That it was me who keeps her being held to move forward.

After she said those words, she left me and went inside the mansion. I know... I know that minutes from now, she'll be gone. She'll go with her father and start a new... without me.

I know I hurt her. I know what I did was wrong, but it felt right that time, so I did. It's too late for me to realize that the one thing I thought I'm saving her, in reality, I am destroying her. Those smiles... laugh... and her love for me.