<pre style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; color: #333333; text-align: start;">“Anong pangarap mo, ghayle?”A man asked me in a staid kind of voice. I eyed him, unswervingly. Looking directly into his eyes as if reading his mind if he wasn’t joking or whatever. Then I decided to breathe a long sigh. Looking away from him and recount utterly.
“Pangarap ko maging LIBRO!”glance back to his Asian-cute eyes then added.”Libro na iiyakan, ngingitian at pasasalamatan. Libro na magbabago ng paniniwala, kasaysayan at kaugaliang huwad. Libro na walang kamatayan"
Then he beam at me so passionately, so sweet. I managed to grab his hand and eyed him candidly then smiled back. Felt like were having a conversation across our eyes, across our temperament, across our hearts.
‘Pangarap ko din makasama ka sa libro na iyon!’my heart expressed, wordlessly like voicelessly.</pre>
BINABASA MO ANG
Ge-Gey
RandomA real, actual, true, and honest narrative of mine C'mon! Link up with me and acquire moral session from it. -ghayle
