With a heavy heart, messy mind and teary eyes Miro went home.
She was welcomed by Cleir who's been sitting on the couch, waiting patiently for her to come home.
"You're crying." Cleir utters the moment Miro walks in absentmindedly.
The concern washed over her, she immediately approached her and pulled Miro into her embrace.
"Oh my god baby." Cleir caress her back.
Miro burst out crying. Her body is shaking as her painful sobs keep coming out.
"A-ang sakit, s-sobra.."Her voice cracked, and her body shook as she struggled to breath. The words come out of Miro's lips, a whisper that spoke the pain. This was followed by sobs filled with sorrow.
Cleir tightened her grip on Miro ,she enveloped her with warmth to a comforting hug. She wants to say a word to lessen the heaviness but she knows that Miro just needs her presence — to let her know she's there.
Cleir guides her to the couch then embraces her in her arms. Miro leans her body closer to Cleir.
"Ate..." Her voice trembled along with her lips.
"B-bakit pakiramdam ko — ginagamit niya lang ako?" Miro's voice trembled, her words spilling out in a whispered agony.
She took a shaky breath, her chest heaving with emotion.
"G-g-gusto niya lang akong kasama k-kapag ...malungkot siya... at kapag kailangan niya ng kasama." The words taste bitter in her mouth, leaving her feeling empty and used.
"Paano naman? P-paano naman ako?"
Miro's eyes welled up with tears, her voice cracking as she whispered. Her body felt heavy, weighed down by the uncertainty. Her heart ached with a dull, throbbing pain,and wound that will surely never heal.
"Paano naman ako yung nararamdaman ko? " The question hung in the air, a painful reminder of the confusion that had been suffocating her.
"H-h-hindi niya nga masabi sakin kung ano ba kami?" Her voice dropped to a whisper.
"K-kung meron bang— kami?"The words sound a desperate plea, a longing for clarification in a relationship that had left her feeling lost and alone.
"Hindi ko na alam." her voice is barely audible. Miro's body shuddered, her sobs racking her fragile frame. The heaviness was crushing her, leaving her feeling like she was drowning in sorrow.
"Okay naman kami e. Okay naman kapag masaya kami." she whispered, her voice laced with sadness.
"Pero kapag masaya lang." her voice cracking with emotion.
Cleir's eyes welled up with tears as she witnessed Miro's breakdown. She wrapped her arms tightly around Miro, holding her close as she cried.
"Nandito na ako, dito lang ako." Cleir whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. She stroked Miro's hair, trying to comfort her as the painful sobs racked her body.
The room fell silent, except for the sound of Miro's crying.
Cleir knows how much Miro is hurting right now. There's nothing else she can to but to keep her warm in her arms.
Those tears are proof how painful her feelings are.
Miro's sobs subsides, she fell asleep.
Cleir felt the tears slowly flowing on her cheeks.
"Hindi ba pwedeng huwag na lang siyang masaktan ng ganito?" Cleir whispered to herself.
'Sana bukas mas magaan na.' Cleir thought.
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Behind Closed Doors
FanfictionA mikhaiah fictional story wherein; "How about us?" "There was never an us." What happens if the person we love is not meant for us? And what to do if we are not chosen even if we have given everything?
