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NOT A LOVE STORY


First day of school, the day I saw you.

The day we first met, I still remember every detail of how you looked like during that day.

The first day, that I glimpse of your laughter and smile.

It's all started here, we're the same section.

There have a groupings, at hindi tayo magka-grupo. .

Dahil sa isang' pangyayari, sa isang' tulak ng iyong' kaibigan papunta sa akin, Our gazes met, and you said 'sorry'

The days passed by, close mo na mga kaibigan ko, at ako ay 'tahimik lamang sa isang' tabi, but I secretly staring at you.

I found myself fall inlove with you.

I wake up early, pagkapasok ko, ikaw ang una kong' hinanap, napatingin ako, kung saan ka naka-pwesto, at napaka-layo mo, admiring you from afar is like staring at the stars. too hard to reach.

Pero naisipan kong' ilipat ka ng upuan, malapit sa akin, I wanted to just stare at you, but I couldn't even look you in the eye, and pretend I'm sleeping.

Days go by, naging' magkaibigan tayo, you're too sweet, you always make me laugh and you make me feel special.

I remember the memories with you, the laughs we have shared, and the times, na itinatama mo ang mga maling' sagot ko, he's a smart guy pero puro' kalokohan ang alam, and he knows that.

We talked and chatted everyday, nasanay akong' ganoon, hanggang' sa pag-uwi ko, may mensahe akong' natatanggap galing' sakanya.

Not until, he asked me about the girl, which is my best friend.

He looks like he's interested, the way he mentioned her name, i saw sparks in his eyes, I decided to introduce him to my best friend, this is one of the hardest decisions, but I can make.

The day came, katulad ng ibang' kwento, iisang' dahilan, everything has changed.

With usual concepts of common stories, he lost his time with me.

I asked myself, paano kung' hindi ko siya ipinakilala sa kaibigan ko, hanggang' ngayon ba ay nasa tabi ko siya.

I saw how happy he is, and we no longer have the connection.

That day, I cried because of him.

But there's nothing more painful than knowing the reality.

Do you still remember me, like I do?

Just like the other story, everything has an ending.

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