"Muling ibalik ang tamis ng pag-ibig" kanta ng mga kaibigan namin nang lumapit si Luis saakin.
Tinutukso nananaman nila kaming dalawa.
"Ano ba! Tigil nga kayo!" saway ko sakanila. Nakakahiya.
Hindi naman naging kami.
"Nako, gusto mo pa kasi kaya nahihiya ka!" sabi naman ng isa.
Oo naman, gusto ko pa. Pero hindi naman ako ang gusto. Hindi ako namimilit.
"Hindi naman naging kami kaya walang ibabalik, okay? Nakakahiya sa tao." sabay tingin ko kay Luis na nakatingin lang saakin.
His eyes are... blank. Lagi naman. He doesn't care. Really. Hindi siya apektado dahil alam niyang hindi naman totoo.
"Magkita nalang tayo mamaya sa library for our project." He said and turned his back on me.
"Yan tignan niyo, umalis na." pagmamaktol ko sakanila na ikinatawa nila.
"Tignan mo, gusto mo rin ang nariyan siya." tawa pa nila saakin.
Sabi nila he's my the one that got away.
He's my ideal man, afterall.
Not only with looks. Sa lahat.
He's kind, only in a subtle way.
He's caring, but he won't show it in front of everyone.
He is very ideal. He's for the books.
And in those books, I'm only one of those girls who adore him from afar. Unrequited love, that is.
Pero hindi ako kailanman umamin sakaniya.
Pride is all I have. I can't lose it.
Pagkatapos ng klase ay tumungo na ako sa library upang pag-usapan ang project namin. At times like this, I think the heavens is in favor for us.
Nagsimula na akong pumunta sa mga shelves at maghanap ng mga libro na maaaring magamit para sa project namin.
Pagbalik ko sa upuan na napili kanina ay naroon na siya at mariin akong tinititigan.
"A-ah hello, uhm humanap nako ng mga libro na uhm baka a-ah magamit natin." kinakabahan ako. Nakititig lang siya saakin.
He's always like this.
He doesn't talk much.
Para bang bawat isang salita na lumalabas sa bibig niya ay nagkakahalaga ng ilang milyon.
Sobrang mahal.... ko siya.
Biro lang, masyado pa akong bata para sa pagmamahal. Like is all I think I should feel right now.
Love conquers all as it also requires a lot of things.
It conquer jealousy as it requires understanding.
It conquer selfishness and greed as it requires selflessness.
It conquer hate as it requires care.
It conquer distance as it also requires privacy.
It conquer rejection and requires priorities.
It conquer as much as it requires.
Love is too powerful.
Kaya, I won't say I love him. Like, perhaps.
Nagsimula na kami sa pag-uusap tungkol sa project at walang pinalampas ang pagkautal ko.
My stuttering gave me away. Ugh.
"I think it's enough for now. We can continue it tomorrow." he said and closed the book.
And maybe, he also ended our time together.
I smiled and started to pack my things.
"Oo nga, uhm t-then, ah see you again." I said.
Habang pauwi ay naisip ko na hindi talaga siya ang the one that got away ko.
Literally speaking, maybe yes. He is the one that got away. He got away from me.
But figuratively speaking, he's not.
He only got away, but he's not my 'the one'.
He's my ideal, but he was never my the one.
As I said before,
Hindi naman naging kami.
Ika nga ng karamihan, "There was never an us."
BINABASA MO ANG
One Shot Collections
General FictionLife is both good and bad like how stories are fictional and the truth. This is my collection of one-shot stories wherein some are inspired by reality and some are purely fictional. Please do not associate any of the mentioned events with reality as...
