Cannot Be

27th

Chapter 27

Why do they still appear in our lives?

After that party ay nagbalik trabaho na ako. I don't care about kung makikita ko na naman sila.

Naka move-on na ako.

"Ma'am, tama na po ba itong ginagawa ko?" one of my members asked me. He was fixing the errors of the supposed to be report.

"Yeah, you did well." I praisee him.

I'm enjoying my job.

They all treat me like a friend. Not their team leader.

"I'm gonna hand this to our CEO already." I said and stood up.

I went to my mom's office handling the report.

After that, I asked if I can go home early. My mom agreed.

There's a place I really want to go to. It's been so long since I've gone there.

It's Bagiuo.

I seated at the grass. I still remember the first date we came here.

We told each other how much we loved.

And

This is where he asked me to let go.

Iyon yung pinakamasakit. Ayokong bitawan siya pero ayaw na talaga niya.

He told me it wasn't because of his parents. So, I thought it would be because he got tired of me.

"Why am I crying right now?" I asked myself.

Every words that I have said.

I still remember them.

How he walked away from me.

How he told me that he doesn't love me anymore.

This is the first time I've gone here after we broke up.

And it still hurts.

Maybe I was wrong.

I can't move-on.

Someone handed me a handkerchief.

"No, it's alright. Thank you—" my tears stopped from falling.

No, cause my tears are like waterfalls right now.

He hugged me.

His shirt got wet already because of my tears.

"I'm sorry." he said.

I was able to smile and laugh for the past few years. Those were the times he wasn't showing up.

But, right now. Hindi ko na kaya pigilian ang mga luha ko.

He seated beside me.

"I shouldn't have go near you." he said.

I didn't say anything. I am busy stopping my tears from falling.

"I'm sorry for showing up again..."

"It's inevitable." I said.

"I'm sorry for making you cry again."

"This is the last." I said.

"I'm sorry for asking you to let go..."

Why are you saying sorry?

"No need to be sorry. I was happy for the past few years. I enjoyed my work, without the stress of having a lovelife." I said.

Trying to lighten up the mood.

Which is impossible.

"I was afraid..."

Afraid of what?

"The empire your parents have worked hard will fall..."

Ha?

"They were all against us. I can't let them harm you. That was the only way I know to protect you. By hurting you...us." he said and started to cry.

This is the first time I've seen him cry.

I never saw him cry from our break up.

"Everymonth, I come here to check if you still go here. I was hoping to explain back then. But, you never came back again." he said.

"I kept myself busy. So that I won't think about you. And I didn't want to go here again. Because I was tired of crying. I cried to Dice, my mom, and dad..." I said. My tears can't stop from falling.

"They were all there for me. And I was thankful for that. I was able to stop myself from communicating you." I said.

He was looking at the ground.

"I'm...really...sorry." he hugged me again.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry."

He told me nonstop.

"I never thought of talking to you again. But, I guess this is fate. The fate gave us the chance to clear the misunderstanding. And to give us closure..." I wasn't even sure what I was saying.

"I-I don't want a closure." he was shaking.

"I still love you. I never stopped." he was still hugging me.

me too...

"But, it already hurted us both. You are about to get married." I said.

"What? I never had any girl after you? How am I gonna get married?" he asked.

You're lying.

"Liar! Your mom told me tou already have a fianceé." I told him.

"She's lying. I never had one."

Am I supposed to believe that?

"I love you. I told you love will keep us alive. It kept me alive, Dale." he was holding my hand.

"I have never moved on from you." I confessed.

"But, I don't think we can fix our broken relationship again." I said.

"Then, we'll start a new one." he was trying to smile.

"I'll court you again. This is not a question. I will court you. And If it's still a no. I will stop." he said.

I didn't say a word.

"Let's go home for now." he said and offered me a hand.

"Let's go convoy." he said.

And I agreed with that.

He was just behind me the whole time.

I felt relieved.

Talking to him.

Hearing his side.

Telling him how it hurted me.

How he also suffered.

Maybe now, if the world will be good with us.

Maybe right now, the world will not try to stop us.

And maybe now, I will have the courage to hold onto him no matter how hard it is.