Two weeks and three days, but still no sign from him.
"Ingat ka lagi."
Kasalukuyan kong binabasa ang huli niyang text.
And for the last time, I smiled again.
"I miss you."
Nabigkas ko nalang.
I sighed as I rolled in my bed.
'Kumain na kaya siya?
Anong nang ginagawa niya ngayon?
Baka natutulog?
O baka naiisip niya ako?
Napailing at napatawa nalang ako sa huli kong sinabi.
How I wish.
I wanted to text him, ask him those questions I have in mind but how?
He told me not to.
Napabuntong hininga nalang ulit ako.
Ang hirap ng ganitong sitwasyon.
Pero wala akong karapatang magreklamo kasi ginusto ko to.
All I can do is to wait until he misses me again.
Then sadness just came along.
Time check: 12:44
Lagi nalang ganito ang sitwasyon namin.
Magpaparamdam lang siya kapag gusto niya, at ako tong si desperada tuwang tuwa kahit wala nang explanations o ano basta andiyan na siya okay na ako doon.
Ewan ko ba, ganun na siguro ako ka baliw sa kanya.
For those times that I'm in his arms I cant help but to fall deeper and deeper.
Kahit pa bawal.
I can't help it.
Everything about him just make my days, all his flaws.
I'm dangerously inlove with him even though I'm not sure if he feels just half of what I'm feeling.
Seriously.This is not me.
I have everything a girl would envy,
everything a guy would admire,
everything a friend could ask for, and everything a parent would be proud of.
For short I'm the picture perfect a person can describe.
But when he entered my life, it turns upside down.
I didn't even realize I came into this kind of situation.
I was still young and innocent but I learned how to love this deep.
I learned how to create secrets--dark secrets to be exact.
I learned how to lie to those people who are really close to me.
And eventually learned how to share--
share the man I fall into. The man I can't live without. The man I love.
I'm Clio Stanford
and at the age of 21 I learned how to play the role of NUMBER TWO.
