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"anak, kailangan na natin umalis."

crying.
umiiyak.

screaming.
sumisigaw.

begging.
nagmamakaawa.

in the peaceful august night, only the agonizing cries of two children could be heard. they were screaming their throats dry, holding onto each other, begging destiny to spare them the painful distance forced to be casted upon their bond.

that same night, a promise was broken.

despite the tight hold, they were separated. torn apart like a pair of chopsticks served at a japanese restaurant. mercilessly, and not given another thought.

these two children will grow up, at first miserable, remembering the friend they had currently lost. but slowly, they both ease up. they both learn to live with life's conditions. destiny had forbidden their friendship. it simply was not meant to be.

not that it mattered to any of the two further on. as they grew up, they both realized how pathetic they were at only nine and ten years old.

forgotten.
nakalimutan.

masakit balikan ang nakaraan.
mahirap na ang minahal ay pakawalan.
masakit makalimot ng napagdaanan.
mahirap alalahanin ang nakalimutan.

. unique t. salonga .
. 17 . marikina . makata .

. blaster m. silonga .
. 18 . chicago . gitarista .

muling pagtatagpuin na hindi naman nila ginugusto. parehong may matinding ala-ala ng nakaraang hindi nagbabago. sa pagtatagpong ito magkakaalaman. puso at isip, may nilalaman. matitinding lihim na pilit binabalewala. mga naramdaman noong hinding hindi nawawala.

" minsan ika'y pinakawalan,
ngayon ika'y hindi na mabalikan. "

.midnight sky.
.a blasnique fanfiction.

i will hold your hand.

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published: may 15, 2018
revised: march 27, 2020

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