2028
The wave of nostalgia today hits harder than it usually does. Maybe because I am reminded of what it felt like years ago, but this time... I'm doing it for the very last. For old times' sake, and the country. Ganoon naman lagi—para sa bayan.
Although parts of myself died during my last term as the Vice President, parts of myself grew stronger and better. Live and let live, that's what I often say. At least now... justice has been served and the rightful people who should be in jail are now exiled. Sabi nga nila, huli man at magaling, naihahabol din.
That's why I took it to myself to do a last hurrah, wala namang mawawala kasi parang lahat naibigay ko na.
*ring*
Huh?
*ring*
"Hello?" It couldn't be.
"Hi... Leon."
And I know I've said parts of me have died, never been born again... but what does it mean when the moment I've heard the voice on the other end, something in me has been lit and ignited?
"Hi, Therese...sia."
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death by a thousand cuts (lenrisa)
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