" I told you, hindi ko sinasadya! " bulalas ni Ian.
" Lagi mo namang hindi sinasadya, eh! " Adeena answered. As Adeena opened her feelings, her tears started to stream from her eyes. There's a pain in them that made Ian felt horrible.
" Babe, I'm really sorry. Please, let's drop this argument. Stop crying, please. " he pleaded with sincerity. He hated himself for making the woman cry.
He used his thumb to wipe her tears. Gently. His hands cupped her face while Adeena's arms were slowly wrapping around Ian's neck.
He then slided his hands on her waist, wrapping them around it. As the music plays, they are slowly swaying their hips and their feet hits the beat as they step on the wooden floor.
There's a silence between them. You can only hear the sound of their shoes that hits the floor and the soft music.
No one dared to speak. Their mouths were closed. Yet, their eyes spoke every word they wanted to tell to each other.
With pure love, they dance. In between the silence were their soft breaths. As the song was nearly ending, Ian gave Adeena a warm embrace. And for her, it was home. A place where comfort and love lives.
The peace around them spoke genuine love as neither of them tried to tell each other how deep their love was but both of them were feeling it.
They are not vocal for their feelings but their actions are genuine to represent their love for each other. It was never ending for the both of them.
" Sorry " Ian said, breaking the silence.
" Just learn from it. " Adeena answered
