NAME: East Everwill
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Other Info:
He has been isolated. He has been unloved by the others. He was weird. He was depressed, frustrated, alone, a nobody, a stranger, and weird. Until she suddenly barged in his life and made the gloom turned to fantastic. She showed him the way out. She guided him out of his confusion. She made him realized that there is more in life he couldn't discover and not yet unveiled. Every emotions playing within him reversed. He has been saved; she's his savior.
But then, she also fabricated his mind that human's role to a being's life is just temporary; she left without bidding a goodbye.
It's a wheel-of-fate-like mystery. Rounded. Have ups and down. Have mediocrity. Yet filled wth spectacular moments and feelings and sensation.
12:51. 12.
I wished. I desired. She lived again. Then she died. I accepted. I rejected. She disappeared. She's gone. I tripped. I fell. She's hurt. She returned. I cried. I'm a mess. She breathe. She's depressed. I, her, 12:51, 12.
Cause this isn't just about what happened in my life anymore. It's about us now. Despite the challenge and sorrow and fate-like-death, I want our tale to be told. It may be with an ink of blood. It maybe so tragic. It maybe scuplted with tragedy...
I'll still write this for me, for her, for us.
BINABASA MO ANG
His 12:51
FantasySo you think that everything will be destructed when she's gone? Assumingly, you thought that she's your world? But she's not. She can't be. There's a time that you need to accept things to be better, not bitter. Acceptance, what surely needs to be...
