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5 years later, Rizal Philippines

As they say, everything has its end. Like a flower; it resembles us. When cared, it will blossom beautifully and everyone will start to admire it, but when left, it will die, similar to a relationship. Yet, rain or shine, you still have to go through life, or let's say the 'garden', no matter how many times you've passed by that place where you remember it.

However, despite this, you can start fresh. You can rise from your burdens and grow another flower again, then, gradually, bright blue skies will overcast the clouds. It may not be the same flower, but renewed and better.

We may have our dark times, but we can wake up again. Take me as an example, despite the pain I've gone through, bumangon ako. At 18 years old, nagmature na ako.

♬These tears will get me through, and I'll get over you♬

Headphones on with my playlist, I walked towards the egg duck coloured building where my psychiatrist, Chlöe, is. Kahit may naalala na ako, may kailangan ako sa kana.

It's been five years since yung mga nangyari samin nung loko na yan. Pero, okay na ang lahat. Okay na okay na ako! Haha! Let's just say...keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

Walking along the maze-like corridors of the building, I walked towards the elevator and pressed the number for the very top floor. Familiar, somehow. Nagbabasa ako nang libro ni Vixie, ito yung bago nyang series na ako ang main character.

♬In all this bitterness, you stay so sweet♬

Before the doors were about to close, a hand slammed his way through the door to get in, nearly tripping as he entered. Flustered and seemingly uncomfortable, my eyes widened in concern as he stared at me with his grey eye contacts.

"Sorry. Can you please just press the very top floor for me, floor 21, I'm in a rush if you don't know, hehe...," He blurted as he blushed, scanning me as I looked away.

Gulping, whilst crossing my arms I stuttered awkwardly, "It's already been p-pressed. Yeah."

"Sigh. It's been a long day, r-right?" He came closer to me as I felt his hot breath on me, grabbing my arm.

"Yeah," I responded plainly, as he loosened his grip and blushed.

Ding.

Rapidly, I skidded across the hallway in order to get to Ma'am Chlöe's room, flustered on what happened. Who the hell was that?

Despite the thought of a creepy serial killer out to get me, I shrugged the idea away and rushed into the plain space grey office of Miss Chlöe. You see, siya yung doctor ko dati, tinulugan niya ako through the week na meron akong amnesia. Kahit sobrang bilis yung recovery ko, nag pa check-up parin ako every month, and today is that month.

Pero, iba yung gagawain ko today. May balita ako na meron concert si Darren sa London, from my wonderful sources, at gagawin ko yung 'amensia' ko as an advantage.

Flashback | 5 Years Ago

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