Degrees of Separation

His: [2] Desperation

I wished her happiness, yet when I saw her being happy with someone else, all I could feel was regret.

I regretted everything I did to her.

I regretted hurting her.

I regretted letting her go.

I regretted that I took her for granted.

After passing the board examination for architecture, I got in the firm that I was eyeing since time immemorial. I got this project immediately. This is my very first project.

Hindi ako nahirapan dahil pareho kami ng ideya ng may-ari ng bahay. No it's wrong. It's like her idea. It's like our dream house.

I slid inside my car and revved it up. I was on my way to my client. We agreed to meet at his house, the one that I got as my very first project.

Years ago, I wanted to see Dani, again. I tried to reached out to her, I always failed to get the courage to do it. Now, I wished I never wished to see her again. No, let me rephrase it. I don't want to see her this way.

I don't want to see her in someone else's arms.

"I still love you, Dani. Runaway with me," was the words that escaped from my mouth.

I thought I was so drunk that I saw a tear fell from her eyes. She shook her head and disbelief was all over her face.

But the next words that came out from her crashed my world.

"You're years late, Clyde. I loved you but now, I love Apollo. More than I loved you before."

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