October 29, 2014
Journal,
You are probably wondering why I stopped writing. After Freya’s wedding I stopped to tell my story. I started a new life away from her. I migrated to the states and got a decent job to make a living. I start to fix my life with no Freya thoughts.
It was good. Having a new job, new community and new people around seems to be a good thing to keep me away from those bugging thoughts that keep me from experiencing how to live life without heart problems. I almost moved on with my life in Las Vegas. Not until now…
I stood in front of a coffin. Inside it was still the most beautiful girl I have ever known. She died. After ten years she already left. I didn’t know. She suffered physical abuse from her husband. She was a battered wife. I should have known. I wanted to blame myself from what she lived through.
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If I didn’t live for good I would have been there to break that man’s neck. If I was there I would have made myself a shield just to protect her. If I was there I would have hugged her tight and tell her it’s alright because I’m there. But I’m not there when she cried…when she’s in pain…when she needed someone the most…
Freya, nang-iwan ka. Ang daya mo. Pero ikaw pa rin ang pinakamaganda at pinakamamahal ko. I silently tell my prayers. I guess it is safe now to tell her what I really feel.
“Freya, mahal kita. Noong una palang kita nakita mahal na kita. There was not such a thing as love at first sight but I do believe in great love because it’s destined. We’re not destined to be together but we are destined to meet. You made me realize that happiness is not always on the last page of the story. It can also be the part where you make happy memories with the one you love because you don’t know when the last part of the story is. I love you, and always will.”
Sa unti-unting pagbaba ni Freya sa lupa ay binabasa din ng pari ang diary entries ni Freya. I was about to ignore it but I can’t.
The last thing I knew, I was walking away once again. Tears are falling like a heavy rainstorm. There is no biggest regret in my life than those times with her.
Always,
JC
BINABASA MO ANG
Diary Of Unsaid Love (Completed)
Short StoryIf you love someone, try to let let them know. Who knows, some things may turn out the way you never expect them to be. LOVE IS ABOUT CHOOSING BETWEEN REGRET AND HAPPINESS.
