Just your typical bestfriends-since-birth story but add a little complication on the side with the influence of alcohol, music, arts, and feelings- get to know how Gin and Lorenzo took their friendship into the next level.
Or, will they?
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All my life, I just wanted Gino to be happy. And if that means not being with him, I will take the pain and suffer. Kung ayun ang gusto nya, magtitiis ako. Kakayanin ko. Para sa kanya. I will just love him from a far.
Last four years without Gino felt like hell already. And the only thing I did was to write him random notes and put them inside a jar. And now I thought, maybe it'll be the best time to give it to him. Before I go. Before I leave him, permanently.
I went to his unit and knocked at his door a few times. There was no response so I thought of calling his secretary, Sansa. She said that Gino has been staying in his gallery for few days now and that she's obliged to take a few days leave.
I have a red eye flight and I'm expected to be at the airport at around 8 in the evening. I decided to drop by his gallery just to put the jar in front of his office door.
The building was still open and I saw a dim light coming from his office room. I tiptoed quietly as I put the glass jar at the front door. And as I bent my back down, the phone on my jacket fell off the floor which caused a solid noise.
The door of his office opened as I looked up and see Gino full of acrylic paint on his hands and some on his clothes. "Ian?"
Gino's voice was wobbly as his red puffy eyes met mine. I moved an inch closer to him and wiped the tears on his face. I felt a pang on my chest as I see him broke down.
"Pano ako aalis kung ganito, Gino?" my own voice mirrored my own sadness.
His cry and breathing became heavy. "Bakit ka aalis? Am I not enough reason for you to stay?"
"You are the only the reason for my existence, Gino. But if being here with you makes so unhappy, then I'll go." I said as I continue to wipe his tears.
He held one of my palm and rested his face in there. "I'm sorry for pushing you away." He shook his head. "I was so focused on my pain without thinking I was hurting you too. Palagi kong iniisip yung sakit na naramdaman ko nang iniwan mo ako pero ang totoo ay mas masakit na pakawalan ka. Mas masakit na hindi ka kasama. Im sorry, ian."
