Letters

Draft #4

Anne,

I love you. I hope I can say that to you in person. Not as a friend, but as more than that. Because I do love you. I love you more than he does. I can take care of you in the way that he hasn't.

Hindi ko alam kung kelan ito nagsimula. Basta one day, na-realize ko nalang na mahal na kita. And I know that you love him. And he loves you back. Paano naman ako? Mahal kita. I hope you'd stop laughing at my face every time I say that to you. I hope you'd start taking it seriously, because I'm serious with you. I've never been this serious with my entire life. And I know that it isn't right, because you already belong to each other. Pero masama bang umasa parin?

Umaasa parin ako.

I hope you'd notice how I stare at you. Na sa lahat ng taong tinitignan ko, yung tingin ko sayo ang kakaiba. Dahil punong puno yun ng pagmamahal na yayakapin ka anytime you want. I'm crazy about you. And it pains me to see you happy with him. Pero ano bang laban ko? Hindi ako ang mahal, sya. Wala akong laban.

But I'll always be here for you, you know that right? I'll always love you.

Always.

Sana pala, inunahan ko sya noon na bigyan ka ng panyo noong nadapa ka. Kaso, first aid kit ang dala ko, pero you preferred the handkerchief. If only, mas binilisan ko ng konti, ako sana ang kasama mo ngayon. Ako sana yung mahal mo ngayon.

Sayang.

Franco