Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
I was strolling through the park which reminded me of her, where we always sat, where we both looked at the sunset, where we always wandered and held hands while enjoying each other's warmth, and where we last said our goodbye for the last time.
My eyes teared up as a guy was on his knees in front of his lovely bride-to-be, holding a diamond ring in a little box, asking her to be his wife in front of the bench where we shared love, and joy, and where memories of her live.
Ako dapat 'yun, siya dapat 'yun, kami dapat 'yun.
My hand grabbed the earbud in my pocket and placed it in my ear, as the cold wind covered my entire body.
I sighed and stared at the couple hugging affectionately.
Tiningnan kong muli ang upuan buhay na buhay dahil sa dalawa bago naglakad nang muli papalayo.
Our past was a nice place to visit, this place was a nice place to visit, but it's not a good place to stay.
It still hurts, I'm still in pain.
But, at least she's not anymore.
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Hi, Bluemers! I hope Isla and Lake take you on an emotional roller coaster and teach you something because life is full of ups and downs. This is not a real story, although some are based on my experiences. I hope you can connect to this couple's pleasant moments and please bear with me regarding any grammatical errors. Thank you!
See you on the other side!
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The Art of Us
RomanceIsla was born deaf but is loved for her beauty and artistic ability. While drawing the hues of vivid experiences while walking down the roads of an artist, she came across a person with an artistic ear. Lake likes music; it is his interest, and he r...
