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It all started when I saw his name. Everything was fine until he posted some words that totally caught me up...

Eros Primordials updated his status.

"How can you fix someone so broken?"

"By breaking myself and filling her broken gaps."

Aww. Just stop loving to stop breaking. That's all you can do.

"A piece of you is just my beginning. What about the whole you? Is that already my end?"

His words can make you drool with or without his presence.

"Kung sa bawat pagtipa ko ng mga letra ay katumbas ng iyong ngiti, hinding hindi ako magsasawang magtipa para lamang makita ang aking ikasasaya.

Kung sa bawat salita ko ay katumbas ng iyong halakhak, palagian kitang sasabihan ng mga salitang makakapagpasabog ng damdamin mo.

Kung sa bawat sakit na madarama ko ay katumbas ng iyong pighati, hindi ko na lamang ipapaalam pa upang maging dahilan ng iyong kalungkutan.

Ganyan kita ka-mahal... Handa akong magsakripisyo para lamang sa puso kong nasa puso mo."

His passion for words made me fall for him harder than I can imagine. He can totally crash my world just the thought of him, tagging me with his lovely and flowery words.

Little did I know, he's just expressing his feelings by posting it to his dummy account. He's deeply wounded with his world and I thought that he's just an ordinary dummy user.

Frankly, I only know Don Tasyo as one of those great dummy users who's good at expressing their innovative ideas and accidentally, there's Eros too... He's great also, or is it just to me?

Don Tasyo updated his status.

"She was sitting on a log on the top of the hill when we first met.

She was idle, staring at the clouds and enjoying the fresh air.

Her hair sways as the ghastly furling wind blows in it.

Her earphones was on so she didn't notice I was talking to her, kinda distant.

I, too, didn't notice so I looked like an idiot talking to myself.

She suddenly sang along to the song, and that's when I knew she's got earphones on.

"I wanna say we're going steady, like it's 1955..."

She sang softly.

Something strange went wild inside my guts.

Her voice was as sweet as the morning breeze, it gave me chills, but it felt so good, and I couldn't have enough of it.

I sat on the other edge of the log so she wouldn't notice. I didn't want her to stop singing, so I sat carefully.

She was facing the cliff, and I was facing her back.

"wrap me in your jacket, my baby. And lay me in your bed."

I smiled, listening to her, when she suddenly turned around. And apparently was so surprised seeing me.

I stood and offered my hand for a handshake, then introduced myself.

She held my hand and introduced herself, and that's how we started.

And years after, we got married, then we had you."

"And this is how you and mom ended? After giving birth to me?" said my daughter as she pointed her mother's name on the tomb.

A bitter sweet smile drew into my face with a tears on my eyes that were about to drop... and said,

"No, love. I promised her, your mom a lifetime. So, as long as I'm alive, our love's not ending."

© Don Tasyo (youeffohh)

Hmm... Another bitter sweet short story again.

Masakit lang na maisip na gano'n ang kinahinatnan ng kanyang storya. Hindi ko gusto ang genre na tragedy dahil alam kong ilang araw ko na naman iisipin ang nangyari sa kwentong 'yan.

My dummy life is fun. I am free and freedom is our best friend. We're safe from those judgements from our relative or parents.

I'm here to open myself. To open what I am. To open my shits.

But, there's a judgement between dummy users. It's just so unbelievable that right now, Dummy World is poisonous. Immature(s) is/are everywhere.

Puro pansamantalang landi ang hanap. Alam naman nating mas mabuting sa personal makahanap kaysa sa isang virtual world na hindi mo alam ang pasikot sikot.

Pero mas masakit isipin na ang mga naging kaibigan ko rito ay mga taong 'di ko kilala at sabihin na nating magkakalayo kami ng lugar.

Pero isa lamang masasabi ko sa lahat ng ito...

Trust no one. Even me.