The wounds he left is deep. So deep that I am drowning on my own blood. How can I forget such pathetic memory? Liquor? I tried going out to different bars every night. Drinking and dancing, trying to forget every single piece of him. And it worked, I saved myself from drowning in tears every night, nakakalimutan ko lahat. Ang sakit, ang luha, lahat! But the day after, everything came rushing through.
Umiiyak na naman ako. Nakakapagod na, manhid na ang mata ko kakaiyak. Tumaas na ang alcohol tolerance ko, but still, I can't move on.
Am I really moving on? Did I even try?
"Klarisa, stop it!" all of my friends can't handle me anymore. I am such a piece of shit. Wala ng natira sa akin kahit hiya.
My friend slapped me. She slapped me fcking hard, ramdam ko ang pagkamanhid sa aking pisngi.
"Sampalin mo nga rin ako rito Jen." sabay turo ko sa puso ko. Kasi ang hirap hirap. Yung ikaw, halos mamatay na samantalang siya, sayang saya pa. He's so unfair! Why love is!
She hugged me. Jen did. Her warmth makes me cry again. Her hug made me realize that I need to stop, and go on with my life. Her hug gave me comfort. The one I've been dreading to feel ever since I was ... shattered and crushed.
I fell asleep. I felt peace.
