Today, the woman I love gave birth to a very beautiful baby girl.
She was 15 while I was 17 when we first met.
Bagong lipat siya sa school namin nun. But that didn't stop her from making a lot of friends. In fact, she even became a part of the school's cheer squad and she's also a varsity player. In short, naging sikat siya kaagad kahit na transferee lang siya. That's understandable. She's beautiful, spontaneous, friendly, and she is very outgoing.
Nagkakilala kami dahil kaklase niya yung kapatid ko. Pinakilala siya ng kapatid ko sa akin. And as corny as this may sound, but I fell in love at first sight.
She and my sister became bestfriends kaya palagi siyang dumadalaw sa bahay namin. Eventually, naging close din kami. And as time passed by, we became inseperable. Sa bawat araw na kasama ko siya mas lalo lang akong nahuhulog sa kanya.
She was 16 when I confessed to her my feelings. Niligawan ko siya. I did everything for her to say yes. And when she did, I was the happiest man alive. Simula nung araw na yun, nangako ako sa sarili ko na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanya. I will do everything to keep that smile on her face. Kaya kong magsakripisyo para sa kanya. Ganun ko siya kamahal.
"Doc, how's my wife and my baby?" that question made me snap out of my reverie. Napatingin ako sa lalaking nagtanong sa akin.
"Both of them are fine. Congratulations to you and your wife, sir" labag sa loob kong sabi sa kanya.
Oo nga pala, siya nga pala yung asawa ng babaeng mahal ko.
Today, I realized that I should let go. Let go of her and let go of our memories together.
Someday, I'll be okay.
I'll find someone better.
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She was 15 while I was 17 when we first met.
She was 16 while I was 18 when we became a couple.
She was 24 while I was 26 when we broke up.
Because I chose my dreams over her.
And that will always be my biggest regret.
