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J
Day 397
It's been 397 days since you told me that you wanted space. Space. I thought you just wanted a breath of fresh air. Turns out, that breath of fresh air was to be with another girl. A different girl. A girl that's not me. And I can't do anything about it because it seems like you are very happy with her. And all I had to do was to count the number of days that you left me unwanted. I hope you're truly happy with her and I'll try to be happy for you. Even though it hurts me to see your Facebook status about her and your Instagram posts with her or of her. I will be okay. Maybe not now but soon.
"You still have this?! The fuck, J!" reklamo ng bestfriend ko when she saw the old journal in one of the boxes scattered in my room.
"Maq, pwede tulungan mo na lang ako mag-ayos ng gamit? Kaysa yung naghahalungkat ka ng mga kung anu-anong walang kwentang bagay diyan." ngumisi siya saka pa uli tinignan ang journal.
"Wala na palang kwenta eh. Ba't di pa itapon?" aniya sabay ngisi uli. "Tapon na natin to, J."
"No!" bulalas ko. Lalong lumapad ang ngisi niya dahil sa reaksyon ko.
"Akala ko ba wakwents na to? J, if it's useless already, we have to get rid of it. Diba nga? New condo, new environment, new life? So it means, these old fucking journals should go." sabi niya and even started looking at the box again. "Ito pa. Tapos ito pa. The fuck. Julie Anne, lahat ng laman ng box na to galing sa ex mo ah!"
"Mind your own business, Frencheska. Wag mo pakielaman yang mga yan. I'll return them when I get the chance."
"Should've returned them while you still have that chance." aniya naman. "We can burn them though. Although bawal ata dito pero pwede naman natin dalhin to sa ba--"
"No!!! I will return them or I will donate them to an orphanage. Pwedeng ibalik mo na yang journal at isara na uli yung box? Ang dami pa nating aayusin oh." iritang sabi ko. Tumawa siya saka na ginawa ang sinabi ko. Tapos ay nagbukas siya ng panibagong box at nagsimula ng ilabas lahat ng gamit na andun.
"Buti pinayagan ka na ng lolo mo na magcondo mag-isa." aniya habang inaayos ang framed photos sa living room.
"Siya ang nagtaboy saken. Sabi niya kaya naman daw niya mag-isa and andun naman yung nurse niyang si Clarence." sagot ko. "Alam mo namang ayoko iwanan si lolo. He's the only family I have left. Ever since mom and dad died because of the accident, si lolo na talaga naging magulang ko." dagdag ko pa.
"Superman yang si Lolo Jordan eh." ani Maqui. "How old is he again?"
"85 next month." sagot ko.
"Wow. 85 but he still looks young. Parang nasa late 60s lang."
"Health buff eh. Mas conscious pa nga kaysa saken. Though, medyo nag-uulyanin na." sabi ko. Ngumiti si Maqui at nagpatuloy na sa pag-aayos ng mga gamit.
Natapos kami bandang hapon na. Ni hindi na nga kami nakapaglunch or snacks man lang. Kaya ngayon, nagrereklamo tong bestfriend ko.
"J, milagro na lang talaga makakasalba sa gutom ko. Please! Umorder na tayo!" aniya.
"Oo sige wait lang." sabi ko naman. "Maliligo lang ako."
"Putangina uunahin mo pa yan?!"
"Maq, nanlalagkit na ko." sabi ko naman.
