“Ooo.. You're knees are bleeding.”
*Wince*
“What happened?” father asked.
“Shooting was happening and then we kind a both fell.”
“Where's your bruise?”
“I didn't get any”
“Then why did the other got both knees bleeding while you're clean as ever?” said while treating the injured kid.
“He saved me.”
~ ~
“Okay, your dreams are getting weird.”
Tell me about it.
“That's why I'm telling you” sinasabi ko lang naman to sa kaniya kasi alam kong hindi siya involve sa mga dreams ko.
Naconfirm ko to dahil sa episode ng dream ko ngayon. It stated ‘he’ not she.
She scratched her head “So from the other Saturday's dream it stated the name Emm. And today, it stated ‘he’?”
I nod.
“What if the Emm was a shorter version for Emmanuel.”
“I don't know anyone except in the bible with that name. And I don't think that's the case.”
“But why was papa in your dream?” sabi ni Shizuku habang kunot na kunot pa rin ang ulo.
“That's the case,” sabi ko habang nangunguya ng saging.
She furrowed her eyebrows more, if that's even possible.
Nilunok ko na ang saging baka kasi mawalan na nang mata ang blondina kong kapatid.“I don't think it's a dream anymore.”
“So sinasabi mong memory?”
I shrugged. I think so.
We fell into a long silence before Shizuku spoke again. “Maybe because you're still yearning for him.”
“I told you it's not a dream.”
“Then maybe because you can't let go of him. And how can you be so sure that its not a dream?”
“It felt true.”
“Was it your POV or something like you're part of it.”
“I am part of it, everytime. Like I said its not a dream it's more like my past but I can't remember any of them.”
“Hm” naghum siya habang tinatapik ang pisngi niya. She snapped her finger together “You did forget some things,”
Its my turn to furrow my eyebrows.
“After papa's funeral you kind a slept during travel back home, at nung gumising ka you had a smile on your face na parang walang problema sa buhay. And you seemed weird for a whole week even Lester noticed it.”
“Ape?”
“Yeah-”
Just then the bell decided to rang.
“Kung gusto mong malaman tanungin mo nalang siya, tutal palagi naman kayong magkikita eh. At saka pala, mauuna na kong umuwi mamaya.”
Tumango na lang ako bilang sagot.
I never really gave thought of my dreams until now. After a month without papa anymore with us, I stopped dreaming about him. This is the first time since.
And its been 5 years.
Sure there are times that I dream about him but not when he's alive. Hindi tulad ngayon na nagsasalita siya at hindi tulad ng usual na palagi niya akong nireremind na maging masaya at na palagi siyang nasa tabi ko or even the moment when he breathe his last. Na everytime na sinusubukan kong yakapin o kahit hawakan siya, nawawala siya, lumalayo, pinapaalalahanan akong wala na nga siya.
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