It's Me, It's You (Lesbian Romance)

CHAPTER 27

Jo woke up early with her face like Joker.

"This is weird," she said as she composes a group message.

"Maybe I'm not the only person who love you. But I can make sure NO ONE can love you as much as I DO."

Hey! Good morning with love. Ingat lalo ka na J

GM. o3

#REHTAEH

#mahalnamahalkoyungbabaengnakitextsatataynyakagabimakipag-ayuslangsakin<3

As she chooses people in her phonebook to broadcast her 'corniness' in the world, she still can't stop grinning. She's not like this before. She knows she doesn't know herself. Anymore.

1 message received

FROM: Mine

"Saying SORRY is not just seeking for forgiveness. Sometimes it's one way of saying, "YOU'RE SO IMPORTANT TO ME AND I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU."

._Goodmorning

GM. o3

#JO

#mahalnamahalkoyungbabaengnakatextkokagabigamityugcpnitatay

Jo punched her long pillow. She's smiling from ear to ear. She's'happy. Very happy. Or maybe, this is just an illusion. And if that's the case, she doesn't want to hear the truth because she doesn't want this illuson destroyed.

But after one week, here she is again. In bed. Staring at her window. Looking at the stars and the moon and how the clouds gather to meet each other. Reminiscing her phone call with Heather few minutes ago.

"Hello Jo?"

"Oh hi there, just wait. I'm cooking."

"I just have something to tell you."

"I'll just go outside. . . I'm here. . . Now, what is it?"

"I. . you know. . it's just. . um. . ."

"Can you just tell me what you really want to say?"

"Ah. . mm.."

"Tuloy mo."

"It's about the. . . kasi.."

"Kasi ano?"

"Break na tayo."

Then she hung up. Jo shut the window and laid herself in bed. She loves Heather even though her friends tell her it is impossible. That they keep telling her it is immoral and against the will of God. That this relationship is a big yuck. That what they have―she means―had―was just a plain joke time. But she still loves her. She wonders why some people underestimate the power of long distance relationships. She fell inlove with her soul before she could touch her skin. She fell inlove with her voice before she could even hear her heart beating. If this isn't true love, then please tell her what it is. Because she's going crazy. And these thoughts wailing in her head were starting to damage her brain cells.

She pulled her blanket and let a sob escaped. Nothing hurts more, than realizing she meant everything to her, but she meant nothing to Heather. That the reason Heather broke up with her because Tops is always there. That Heather still loves Tops. Tops-Heather. Heather-Tops. And now, she's imagining the two of them kissing each other with their faces in question mark.

Maybe Tops is really cute and charming. She thought.

'And maybe Heather is really beautiful and idiot,' her inner god chimed in.

She covered her mouth with her fingers to reign her sobbing. She'll let her go for now, but it doens't mean that the love is gone. She's just thinking of what might happen. Maybe tomorrow. . . someday. . . in the time that they both don't expect. . . they'll just meet and maybe. . . just maybe. . . it would be their time.