𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐷𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠 (LeAga)

𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚒 : 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑜 𝑖𝑜

ɪɴɪᴢɪᴏ ᴅᴇʟ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴏʟᴏ

ꪖᧁꪖ

It's another day. Another day to suffer.

How thick is the cloud? It's as thick as my heart. You'll see it thick but when you try to touch it, you'll feel nothing. It's too soft that it can be ruined by a single touch. That's how cruel it is, that's how tragic my life is. No matter what happens, it will remain broken. I don't know how or when will it heal. But one thing is for sure, I need help.

I opened my laptop and searched on facebook. I saw a lot of names but no pictures matched, this is hopeless. I started to write an open letter,,

      Dear Esmeralda Flores,

                        I know it's been 22 years and a lot happened. I was young back then, I don't know what to do. I suffered a lot, it was difficult for me to live here on my own. I'm sorry for what I did, Auntie. I threw all the things about her and accidentally burned your contacts. I was just about to fire her letters and I didn't notice that even your address are in there. It took years for me to find you, I went to Philippines for an outreach program three years ago. I went to your old house but they said you guys already left in Pampanga five years ago.

           I was hopelessly hoping. I'm longing for her touch and kiss. I did regret what I did, it bothers me everyday. Auntie, I owe you a big one. You took care of my daughter all by yourself. I wasn't able to carry her or see her grow, that was a big mistake in my life. Today, November 29, I'm sending this to all Esmeralda Flores that's in here.  Please, let me see you. Let me see my daughter.

I was interrupted when someone knocked on my door. I quickly closed my laptop and cleaned my table immediately.

"Buongiorno, Aga!" (Good Day, Aga!) She greeted loudly, "Nako, napakatagal! Pagbubukas na nga lang ng pinto, late parin."

Hindi na siya tumigil sa kakasalita. I opened the door and there, I saw Angel. My good and annoying friend. She always ruin my quality time with myself and I still forgive her because she helped me a lot.

Utang na loob? Not really, I love her as my friend. That is why.

"Sorry, ha? Matuto ka kasing maghintay." I said seriously.

"Ti aspetto sempre." She whispered but I totally and clearly heard what she said.

"You always wait for me? Talaga, ha?" I teased, "So, what's up?"

She shrugged, "Wala, nagluto lang ako and naisip lang kita. Baka kasi di ka pa kumakain, knowing you."

She knows me that well.

"Don't always worry for me, per favore." I sighed, this good friend of mine is always worried about me.

"I care" She corrected, "That's the right term!"

"Whatever." I scratched my nuts, "What did you cook ba?"

"Chicken adobo!" She said enthusiastically.

"Malapit ka ng lumipad sa kaka-chicken mo," I chuckled, "Masyado kang takot sa Swine Fever."

She rolled her eyes, "Oo naman! I love my life kaya."

I became serious, how about me? Do I love my life? No. I'm just living now because I want to find my daughter. It's been 22 years and I'm dying for her presence. I want to meet my daughter and say sorry to her. I promised to be back and now I am fulfilling that promise, I'm going to find her.