There was a knock on the door.
Hindi naman ako nag-e-expect ng bisita pero baka welcome visit naman ito. I don't want to be alone at the moment.
I was met with those eyes currently brewing with a storm so intense, alam kong calamity ang dala.
"Simon," ang bati ko sa kanya. Naging madali na sa akin na tawagin siya in different names kaya it spills so easily from my tongue. I have known different men from a single guy at akala ko kilala ko bawat isa sa kanila.
It turns out that I am wrong.
"Matthew," sabi niya. "My name is Matthew."
Hindi ako gumalaw.
I was just drinking him in like the way I drank the beer a few minutes ago. I tried to do it in one gulp.
But Matthew, he was not meant to be drank in one gulp. Para siyang whiskey. You savor it. You take it one sip at a time. You let it sit on your lips, on your tongue, on your throat. And each sip you discover a whole different flavor.
"Can I come in?"
Si Matthew ang whiskey at ako ang alcoholic.
I opened the door wider.
