He is Once a Dream

And here I am again,

Staring at the sky...

It's a beutiful Sunday.

The weather must be good.

After a few minutes, napansin ko syang lumabas ng gate.

He's wearing a plain white v-neck shirt.

Then a black jogging pants na may white line sa gilid.

His shoes is a blue Nike with neon yellow laces.

He looks handsome, as always.

Everytime and ever hour of the day.

He's my neighbor.

He lives at the right side of the house in front of mine.

Every Sunday morning, 5am lumalabas na sya para mag-jogging.

Pinaka-late na nyang labas ay 5:15 am.

Then 15 minutes before 6am, bibili sya ng bottled water sa convenience store sa labas ng villa.

He always buy that same brand of bottled water.

It's funny how I memorized all his routines.

How I still remember all his routines, even BEFORE.

And it's even funny how I can still recall everything I knew about him, even if sya mismo DI niya na alam.

If even if he, himself, forget it.

How I hope that the saying is true;

"The heart can remember, what the mind forgets."