The Love of a Broken-Hearted (One Shot)

The Love of a Broken-Hearted

I don't know where, when and even how it all started. I don't know why I am feeling this. This urge of getting his attention, the feeling of being uncomfortable if ever we're in the same place. Yun bang, naiisip ko na "OMG. Andito siya." And I don't know how to act. I can't even act normally. The moments I stutter when our eyes met. The feeling of that tiny electricity when nagkakadikit ng kahit na konting-konti lang ang mga balat namin. And I don't even realize, I'm thinking of him, how he's doing, if he's okay, and if he's thinking of me, too.

I don't know what's happening to me until I read a pocket book. It sounds crazy right? But yeah, because of that pocketbook, I realized that I'm in love with him. In love. I admitted it. Hindi ko talaga alam ang feeling ng naiinlove eh.

"You're happy when he's around, yet you feel unease. You can't stop staring at him and when he caught you, you'll look away and smile like an idiot. You feel like you have the most beautiful name ever made if he's the one who mentioned it. You feel annoyed if you see him with other girls even though you know you have no right to be jealous. And lastly, you're thinking about him all this time. Yes. That's the proof. You're inlove." -A line na nagstuck sa utak ko. Linya yan ng isang karakter sa storyang binasa ko.

I'm not really fond of reading stories, noted that I somehow hate romance. I don't like reading romantic novels. But I love writing stories. Ironic? Na uh. I love writing horror stories to be exact.

Di ko nga alam eh, basta, I just caught myself na lumapit sa stall ng pocketbooks nang minsan akong magpunta sa National Book Store. The title don't caught my attention, tho. Pangalan ng lalaki ang title eh. Kahit na ganon, hindi ko alam, pero may nagtulak sa akin na basahin ang synopsis ng storya. And there, I found myself in front of the cashier paying for that book.

It's a story of a tough girl. So like me. She don't want to get attached and even get help from any guy. Allergic? Pwede rin. But she have her reason para halos isumpa na ang mga lalaki. She fall in love in the most unexpected time and in the most unexpected person. She cared too much, and loved too much. Kaya nang iwan siya, halos maguho ang mundo niya.

I found myself in her.

Hindi naman sa man-hater ako, takot lang ako. Yeah, I got curious about how it felt to be someone's special someone. Nakikita ko kasi sa iba na tila masaya sila. Yung may nagtetext sayo umaga't gabi. Yung mga ganon? Yung may nagpapakilig sayo to the bones? Hmm, sabi nila masarap daw sa pakiramdam lalo na kapag alam mong mahal ka ng taong mahal mo.

Pero pa'no kung di ganon ang mangyari?

Minsan ko na ring natanong yan, ngunit nalaman ko ang sagot, sa sariling experience ko rin.

May 23, 2011
I saw the list of my soon-to-be classmates and my eyes landed on the 6th name, Jace. The name sound so cute. Really. And I saw a guy next beside me. He looks so good with his red polo shirt and so cute with his chinito eyes. Someone called him "Jace". What a coincidence.

That was our first meet up. Strangers lang naman tayo sa isa't isa eh. Ang cute lang talaga ng pangalan mo. Hahaha. I never even knew you existed in my first year life until that time na binwisit mo ako.

July 11, 2011
That Jace guy borrowed my slippers which is supposed to be used inside the classroom. And guess what? He went to the canteen wearing those. We argue. The end.

Bwisit na bwisit ako nang makita kita pabalik. Nadumihan na kasi ang tsinelas ko kaya pinandilatan kita ng mata tapos tumawa ka lang. Mas nabwisit talaga ako non. Nagkasagutan tayo at kitang kita ko naman sa mata mo na iniinis mo lang ako. That time I was dead serious na galit na ako. At gusto kitang icongratulate dahil nagtagumpay kang inisin ako. Lumabas ako ng room at tinawag ang best friend ko. Paglabas ko, lumabas ka. Naalala ko pa ang sinabi ko non.