Broken

        I saw him walking towards my direction. Our eyes locked, but he quickly turned his back away from me. Tapos para siyang baliw na nagpa-ikot ikot sa harap ko. Alam mo yung feeling na alam mong may sasabihin yung tao kahit na wala pa siyang sinasabi? Parang pinipigilan niya ang sarili niya but you could still feel that there is something he wanted to say. That's what I'm feeling right now. Gustung-gusto ko na nga siyang tanungin kung may gusto ba siya sabihin. Pero sino ako para tanungin siya?

        We've been avoiding each other for God knows how long. We've been acting strangers towards each other. Parang nagkaroon kami ng silent agreement na we would act as if we don't know each other. Nagpatuloy lang siya sa pag-ikot dun, -- as I usually do now a days -- I acted as if I didn't saw him there at nagpatuloy sa paglalakad. But while taking steps away from him, I could hear my already scattered heart scattering into a billion of pieces.

        Ang sakit. Sobrang sakit. Nung una ko siyang makilala hindi ko alam na bibigyan niya ako ng ganitong sakit. I thought back then that maybe we could be good friends or even lovers.

        "No that's wrong." someone whispered behind my ear. Gulat na lumingon ako sa pinanggalingan ng boses at napahugot ng hininga nang mapagtanto kong ilang centimentro nalang ang layo ng mukha ko sa mukha ng taong umistorbo sa madugong pakikibaka ko sa nakakamatay na assignment ko sa Physics.

 

        Nagtagpo ang mga mata namin. And for a second there I thought everything around us stop but I smelled his minty breath and realized our close proximity so I broke our eye contact, looked at my deadly assignment and frowned.

 

        Nandito ako ngayon sa isa sa mga bench ng paaralang pinapasukan ko ngayon sitting alone while forcing my rusty brain to do its function and answer the blood sucking assignment. Bat may ganito pa kasing problema ang Physics at bat kailangang idamay pa ako?

 

        Ano nga ulit yung power?

 

        Naramdaman kong may umupo sa tabi ko. Nang lingonin ko kung sino yun, it was the same guy who have those mesmerising charcoal eyes.

 

        I raised my eyebrow silently questioning him if why is he sitting beside me without an invitation. Pero imbes na sagutin ang silent question ko ay kinuha niya ang papel na hawak ko.

 

        "Power is equals to work done over time ..." sabi niya. I just looked at him. What is he doing? "pero as you can see work is not given," he looked at me and smiled. Habang nakatingin sa kanya ngayon, I could see his features very well. Hindi lang ang mata niya ang nakakabighani pati na matangos na ilong nito, his lips where red and pouty, his square jaw. Everything in him are just beautiful and manly.

 

        "You know its rude to stare," narinig kong sabi niya. I felt my cheeks heat up and looked anywhere but him. He chuckles, amused at my reaction.

        "So lets continue?" he asked me. I just nodded and looked at the paper in his hands. "Like I said, work is not given so lets find work first. What is the formula for work?"

 

        I knotted my forehead trying to remember the formula. "Work is equals to force times distance." I said in a small voice. Tumingin ako sa kanya, asking silently if my answer is correct. Then I saw his smile grew bigger, his eyes where twinkling and he nodded answering me.