Di ba nga ito ang 'yong gusto?
O, ito'y lilisan na ako
Mga alaala'y ibabaon
Kalakip ang tamis ng kahapon“That's the rest of your stuff.” Nakangiti ka habang inilalagay ang mga gamit sa box, tumango si Brent, licking his bottom lip and running his hand through his hair. “Yes?” you asked, his eyes widened. You smiled, shaking your head.
“Ha?” he asked, you smiled
“You always do that if you want to say something.”
“Do what?”
“You lick your lip tas ginugulo mo buhok mo, you won't stop until masabi mo gusto mo.” you explained, standing up to grab his cap from the shelf.
“The pictures?” he asked, pointing at the frames on the wall, ngumiti ka nang makita ito.
Honestly, hindi mo na ito napapansin, you have been living like a robot for the past weeks or so, you come home from class, diretso ka sa kwarto, or sa kusina and you stay there until it was time to go to class again.
The living room was always your spot with Brent, whenever he doesn't have training or when you both have free time. Manonood kayo ng movies, or maglalaro ng video games, minsan cuddle lang while listening to music. It all happened there. Kaya the pictures were hanged there, every photo that the both of you got framed, even small Polaroids were there. Everyone who visits your condo unit, would tease you and Brent
You smiled sadly.
“Paano yan?” he asked, nagkibit balikat ka, sitting down beside him on the floor, Brent looking at the photos, you looked at him.
“Paano nga?” Paano nga ba kayo umabot sa ganito?
Mga gabing 'di namamalayang
Oras ay lumilipad
Mga sandaling lumalayag kung
San man tayo mapadpad
Bawat Kilig na nadarama
Sa tuwing hawak ang 'yong kamay“I haven't actually thought about it.” you started the conversation again, Brent looking at the photos, you sighed, standing up.
“I remember that.” he said, towering over you to get a better view of the frame, it was a photo of when you enrolled in La Salle, his mom took this photo and you had it framed. “I have this sa bahay, you keep it.” sabi niya, you nodded placing it back.
“Can I have this?” he asked, you glanced at the picture. It was taken during his first game in La Salle, nakalimutan mo na kung sino yung kalaban, but it was you wearing a shirt that has his surname and he was in the court playing. Ate Bianca took it, you nodded. “Thank you.” Brent said, placing it gently on the box.
“Naalala mo 'to?” you asked him, pointing at the polaroid, he was kissing your cheek and you were the one holding it. The first time that he stayed the night and you decided to use the instax he gave you for your first anniversary.
“Eto, Akin na lang?” he asked, tumingin ka sakanya, he smiled while looking at the photo. A photo from when you spent a holiday with them on the beach.
BINABASA MO ANG
Song Fics
FanfictionA collection of imagines made for my favorite boy, based on my interpretation of mostly sad songs.