Season of Blossom (S2)- Hamin's Flower
This is what I wrote during and after reading Hamin's Flower •́ ‿ ,•̀
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I felt sad the first time I heard about this story.
A story wherein a boy died by suicide and a girl who stayed by his side even in his darkness days. When I knew how the ending would be, I didn't bother looking at it again.
I was a sucker for happy endings. I read stories with only and only happy endings. Couples being with each others side until the end, until their face grew wrinkles. That's why I ignored you.
You were too much for my being. Too big to handle. So I avoided you for my own sake. I knew if I decided to finally acknowledge you... I couldn't handle my self anymore.
A few weeks later, I heard about you again.
But again, I avoided you. I read the first season and the third season. Skipping you was the sign that I was not yet ready to welcome back my uncontrollable self. It was hard, because when I was thinking the other two, I was also slowly getting eager to know you more.
Two weeks later, I found myself staring at you. Finally... I got myself to know you.
I get to laugh, smile, roll over my bed just because of your cheesy lines. When they kissed after being silly kids in the rain, I wonder... why am I reading you when I know how you'll end?
Oh, I forgot to say it as well...
You also got me cry genuinely.
It was so hard not to let my tears draw my cheeks, afraid of someone walking onto me while doing so. It really test how well I can hold my tears. (side note: I fail miserably)
Well, probably someday I'll thank you for this experience... for the memories you've slide into my mind. And for the thoughts I wonder as I recall you.
As I'm writing this, I'm still not done closing the last page. I'm close to the end point but I'm not yet ready to say goodbye to you. To the story I once resented, to the story I now can't seem to let go, to the story who surprised me many times, and to the story where I realized... some of the things about my life.
The few questions that remained unanswered in my life, seems to be more visible as you answer these questions for me.
I'm currently stuck at their sudden meet up 6 years ago. I can't go on, knowing that the other individual is just an illusion to her eyes. Even if it was, I'm clinging to the hope that he was a real piece of his soul that was left beside her. And that moment was their closure.
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Ahhh.. I knew it.
I can't continue reading the lines. I can't look into his eyes the same way as before.
How can I do this... without having tears in my eyes.
...Maybe it's because both of my parents are in the same space as I am. Maybe that's the reason why I can't let tears be visible in my eyes.
The least I can do to prevent the tears begging to come out of my eyes was blink. Blink like my life depends on it. I didn't want my parents to see this side of me. Should I try biting my tounge then?
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Damn you.
PAGKATAPOS MO AKONG PAIYAKIN NA PARANG BATA NA SINABIHAN NG MAGULANG NA BAWAL BILHIN YUNG YAKULT, YOU DARE TO LIFT THE CORNERS OF MY LIPS?! WHAT A NERVE YOU HAVE!!
MAY PA WHAT IF 24 YEAR OLD SOMANG WAS BROUGHT BACK TO HER 18 YEAR OLD BODY AND RESCUED HAMIN, WHAT IF HE LIVED AND LIVED THE REST OF HIS LIFE WITH HER, WHAT IF MO MUKHA MO!!!
Joke joke lang hehe, love you po.
Pero grabe... nung nabasa ko yung side ni Hamin a few minutes before he did it, tsk, ewan ko kung dapat magta-talon-talon sa saya dahil finally he found his peace na o umiyak at kumolsuta para sa therapy ko.
... Joke nga lang sabi ko, e.
Take two, take two:
PERO GRABE ANG GANDA NIYA!!! I KINDA REGRET NA HINDI KO SINIMULAN NG MAAGA, WELL NORMAL LANG NAMAN NA LUMAYO SA ISANG STORYA PAG HINDI HAPPY ENDING HA HA HA
JUST KIDDING HAHAHA!
One of the things I realized after I read this story was not every "Happy Endings" are the couples ending up together. Season of Blossom (Season 2) was the proof of that. Both of the main characters are now living their life without the other individual's presence... well at least just one of them. They are finally at peace and that's that.
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WHY DID YOU LEAVE, HAMIN BABY?! 😭😭😭😭
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6/21/22
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Randomcreated a new one since I couldn't have access to my old one :) a letter to my future self: don't be stupid started: december 4, 2021- Saturday