Eh Yung Hindi Naman Tayo? DATI (COMPLETED)

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Eh Yung Hindi Naman Tayo Ulit- Part 3

December 1, 2017:

I rushed to your condo as soon as I heard. This can't be happening. It's unfair. You can't do this to me.

I rang the doorbell several times and furiously knocked on the door, calling your name.

I stopped when I heard the doorknob click. "RJ, what the hell?" You frowned as you opened the door.

"Ako?! Ako pa talaga ang tatanungin mo nang ganyan?! Ako pa ang mali?!Ikaw pa ang galit?!" I asked, agitated as I stepped inside your unit, closed the door, locked it and continued inside while you walked backwards in quiet fear and guilt at how upset I was.

I stopped when I saw your bags on your living room floor and your passport still in its customized organizer that I gave you with your tickets. I suddenly felt my knees grow weak, my heart drop to the pit of my stomach, my breath lodge at my throat, my hands tremble and my tears fall.

"Totoo nga. Aalis ka na? Di ba sabay tayo aalis?" I asked like a child. "Aayusin pa natin tayo di ba? Bakit iiwan mo na ako?"

You sighed and stepped towards me then cupped my cheeks, wiping my tears with your gentle thumbs as your eyes held mine. "Maayos naman tayo di ba? Kailangan ko lang munang lumayo dito, lumayo sa gulo."

"Pero iiwan mo ako." I sobbed. "Please wag ka muna umalis."

"Ssshhh..." You tried to console me but your tears started to flow and your own sobs started to rip through your throat. You cradled my nape and stood on your toes to touch your forehead and nose with mine. "You know I can never be too far away from you. Kahit saan ako makarating, andito ka pa rin." You said as you placed your other hand on your chest. "You still hold that spot. You always will."

I then pulled you into my arms and held you tight, the tightest that I can without suffocating you. I buried my face in the crook of your neck and cried.

"Meng, please... Mahal kita eh. Mahal na mahal. Please..." Was all I can say to beg you to stay. There was really nothing more to say just that I love you. There was not a greater argument that came to mind. You would always have something to refute anything else. All reasons and conditions have been laid down except one.

Do you still love me the same way?

I felt you hugging me back, your slender arms pulling me tighter, your dainty hands clutching the flesh of my sides as you snuggled on my chest.

I touched your cheek and you looked up to meet my gaze. "Meng?" I called your name with a silent question that we both know what.

Your lips quivered then parted slightly and we both knew what you meant to say but couldn't as you bit back your words and chewed on your lower lip.

Throwing caution in the wind, I asked the question in my heart. "Meng, mahal mo pa rin ba ako?" I paused and took a deep breath before I continued. "Gaya ng dati?"

Your tears flowed incessantly and you nodded your head. "Oo. Sobra. Pero..."

"Pero hindi pa pwedeng maging tayo ulit." I sighed and wiped your tears with the back of my hand. "Alam ko naman. Naiintindihan ko. Makakapaghintay naman ako ulit sa tamang panahon na maging maayos ang lahat, sa panahon na pwede na ulit maging tayo, sa pagbabalik mo." I smiled softly and a caressed your cheek.

"You don't have to stay. Hindi mo ako kailangan hintayin. Gaya ng sinabi ko dati, gusto kong maging malaya kang gawin ang gusto mo. Tama naman kasi sila. There's so much more that you can do without me." You said.

There you were again. You were letting me go again.

I sighed and closed my eyes as I leaned my forehead on yours. "But losing you would mean losing everything. You are my life. You are my every reason to stay. Wala akong ibang gustong gawin kundi ang mahalin ka. Please, Meng, don't let me go."

I felt your soft palm glide along my jaw as you whispered. "I won't. Hindi lang ikaw ang alon. Ako din. Kahit saan ako makarating, babalik at babalik ako sa'yo." I opened my eyes and saw you smile at me. "Remember?" You asked and took my hand then placed it on your left side on the spot you know I would remember.

Of course! Of course I remember.

With trembling hands, I lifted the side of your shirt to just under your bra line where it laid.

"Alon." I smiled as I touched the tattoo on your left side.

"Alon." You smiled as you touched my right side where the other half of your wave tattoo was inked.

I pulled your shirt back down and kissed your forehead before pulling you back into my arms and hug you snugly, as we both recalled the day we got our matching tattoos to celebrate the anniversary of the first time we touched, the promises we made and the hopes the future still holds for us.

"I'll come back for you." You whispered.

"I'll wait."

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