Thursday, 8:27 A.M.
"One day to go"... These are the words that I thought before getting up from my comfy bed. Also, something weird made me get up. I heared my phone, buzzing and ringing.
(Cresley): Hoy bangon na! Dejk. Pahinga ka lang Nix para ready ka na tomorrow. Haha! Good luck nga pala btw!
(Riley): Bro! Goodluck nga pala bukas. Pagtapos po, paturo naman po sa girlz. Hahaha
(Yung groupchat ng banda mo): 106 new messages
[Its actually the group name of our group chat]
(Kuya Lars): Insan! Balita ko battle of the bands nyo bukas ah? Goodluck! Stepping stone yan to success kagaya namin. :)
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While I was scrolling down the notifs, may nakita akong dalawang Unknown number na nagtext. And yung sabi nung una is:
(Unknown): Nixon, Its Gio. Nakuha ko yung number mo from your bandmates. Anyways, gusto ko lang sana sabihin na goodluck bukas. See you whenever I see you. ;) Btw, Amber says goodluck as well
So after I read the first text, I assumed na number ni Amber yung 2nd unknown. Then I opened the message and:
(Unknown): kuaa!
(Ngayon lang nag-sink in sakin na may phone yung kapatid ko. She's 7 by the way.)
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Anyways, as I got up the bed, I began to remember Amber in the reason of those texts. Her looks, her eyes, her lovely lips, her beautiful smile, her hair, her cute height. Everything that we've done together like our sweet messages, our jams in music, our way of wasting time, our promises that was used to be kept... And our love that can't be parted... But did...
Then I told myself, "Taena umagang umaga."
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(1:14 P.M.)
After eating lunch, I went up to my room and took my guitar. Then again, I remembered her. The hours that it took me to teach her how to play music on those string while my left hand was holding hers, and my right hand was holding hers also. Our faces, close to each other while feeling our own embrace.
I began to think about what'll happen tomorrow, the day where I actually will move on. The day na iisipin ko na kaya ko na palang mabuhay ng wala siya. The day... Na mawawala na yung pagmamahal ko sakanya.
Then naisip ko, what if I dedicate this day para sakanya. Na ang gagawin ko na mga bagay ay yung mga nakakapag-paalala sakin tungkol sakanya. Sa tutal naman, bukas, magbabago na ang lahat.
So I decided na to do it. I first informed my bandmates kasi may promise ako sakanila na never kong gagawin yun. Payag naman sila kasi last day na naman para sakin.
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I sat down on my bed, where we used to cuddle and talk. Then putted the guitar on my lap, tuned it and played a chord.
Then I played Oo, by Up Dharma Down, and sang along it, even if my voice sounds like trash.
Di mo lang alam,
Naiisip kita
Baka sakali lang
Maisip mo ako
Di mo lang alam
Hanggang sa gabi
Inaasam makita
Kang muli
Nagtapos ang lahat
Sa di inaasahang
Panahon at ngayon
Ako'y iyong iniwan
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After I finished the song, I remembered it was the first song that Amber actually played. Then I told myself, "Sige, para sakin naman yung next na kanta."
I took my capo, attached it on the 5th fret, and played, The Man who can't be moved, by The Script.
Going back to the corner
Where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag
I'm not gonna move
Got your words on a cardboard
Got your picture in my hand
Saying if you see this girl
Can you tell her where I am
Some try hand me money
They don't understand
Oh I'm not broke
I'm just a broken-hearted man
I know it makes no sense
But what else can I do...
I made a big pause before singing the following lyrics and:
How can I move on
When I'm still inlove
I stopped singing after those lyrics and questioned myself while tears fall down from my face to the guitar, "Why can't I?"
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(Author's Note): yieeee, um-aauthors note na ako. HAHAHAHA JK JK. Sorry for the slow update. Also sorry kung ang ikli lang. Some type of problem kasi dumating haha. Anyway, thank you doon sa mga naka-appreciate ng sobrang panget na story ko. Hahaha. Wish you'ld appreciate this too. Peace out.
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