PROLOGUE

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Sitting beside her gravestone where she's lying makes my heart shutter a million times.
It's already been three years since I found out that you're gone. I want to cry out loud kasi bakit ngayon ko lang nalaman. Napakadaya mo hinintay kita e. Sabi mo babalik ka pero bakit andiyan ang katawan mo sa ilalim ng lupa?

Questioning myself what have i done in my past life to get this current life I have? I never wished for anything or everything I just wished, hoped and prayed for one thing... And that is I want to live with this girl lying 6 feet under ground. Is that too much to ask?

"Come back to me, p-please" I pleased and held her name that was written at her gravestone.

"Comeback, hon. I don't care if you're being naughty, clumsy or even loud, j-just pplease come back to me mahal" I cried and cried hoping she will hear me because I know she hates seeing me crying and right now I know she will hug me because of these stupid tears.
But who am I kidding, she's g-gone, permanently.

"I am sorry for letting you go that night, s-sorry if I let my emotions and pride eat me. S-sorry for being cold stone and hard headed. I am s-sorryy, love. S-soorry"

"Al, shhhhh you should stop crying, if she is watching you she would not be happy seeing you in this state." I didn't listen to her and kiss my love's gravestone

" I don't care, I want her to see me in this state so she knows that I regret letting her go." I said and she couldn't do anything about it and hugged me tight.

I look at the sky and wishing silently that the love of my life will appear and tell me I am just dreaming all about it, that she didn't die or lying here under this fucking soil.

"Come back to m-me, aya. P-please"

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