Journal by a Broken Heart

Sixth Entry

Payapa akong nakaupo sa ilalim ng puno ng acacia sa gilid ng field ng maramdaman kong may tumakip sa mata ko.

I smiled. I know it's Elijah. I already know almost everything about him. The way he walks, his tone, his gestures, and even the way he smell.

I heard a sexy chuckle.

"So, bistado agad ako?"

I turned to look at him. I gave him a big smile.

"Of course. I already know it's you. Alam ko kaya yung amoy ng ginagamit mong hand sanitizer."

"Really? So you know everything about me huh?" He smirked at what I said.

"It's not like that. Observant lang talga ako." I said defensively.

"Weee. Maniwala. Alam ko namang baliw na baliw ka sa akin, eh." He said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hey, ang feeling nito." I said while rolling my eyes. But he's right. I am already crazy in love with him, pero di ko pa siya sinasagot. I want it to be extra special.

Gusto kong maalala yung mga panahong sasagutin ko siya. Yung tipong kahit sa mga apo namin, maikukuwento ko parin sa kanila yun, because it is still vividly marked on my mind. Afterall, that day was one of the most important and unforgettable day of my life.

But maybe, change is really the only constant thing in this world. Not moments, not fame, not power, and definitely not feelings.

Entry # 6:

I dreamed a lifetime with him. I pictured myself growing old still holding his hand. Imagined myself to be sitting in a table wherein he would be by my side, we're both facing the big family we built through the years.

Maybe not all dreams are meant to come true. Some may come to life, but the rest would just vanish.

I thought that fleeting feeling would stay there forever, but it changed. Now, it's just plain hate and pain.

#DrasticChanges