Hindi niya na inantay ang sagot ko at agad na akong hinila kaya mas lumakas sa pandinig ko ang kantang kasalukuyang tumutugtog.
Hinawakan niya ang dalawang kamay ko at itinaas itong pareho at ipinatong sa magkabilang balikat niya.
"I'm sorry," he talked first.
"For what? Is this about earlier? I'm not mad."
Hindi pa ba siya naka-move on do'n?
"I'm sorry if you're hurting right now."
Hindi ko maintindihan kung ano ang sinasabi niya.
"Let it out when it feels heavy." he whispered. His both hands were already on my waist. "It hurts seeing you cry."
I stayed silent.
Maya-maya lang ay naramdaman ko na ipinatong niya ang noo niya sa kaliwang balikat ko. I can feel and hear his breathing and of course, I can smell his limited edition perfume.
"I'm sad, Ceres."
"Hmm?"
"And I know that you are too." he added.
What will I say?
"I want to be blind."
"Hey, don't say that." I said.
"Parang ayoko nang makita ang mundo. Parang ang hirap na harapin."
Paulit-ulit akong umiling sa sinasabi niya.
"You should not say that, Conan. Maraming hindi nakakakita ang gustong makakita pero hindi lahat kayang makuha ang ganoong oportunidad. They want to see the world using their eyes but they haven't. Gusto nilang makita kung gaano kakulay ang paligid nila. Gusto nilang makita at harapin ang mundong ginagalawan nila gamit ang pares ng malinaw na mata. Pero paano diba?"
He stayed silent and hugging me. Hinayaan ko lang siya at nagpatuloy.
"Actually, kahit palagi kong sinasabi at hinihiling na sana ay makakita na ako, naisip ko na swerte pa rin ako. I know that this will be temporary. May kasiguraduhan. At yung iba, wala. Some was born totally blind and sometimes, I pity them because they don't have the chance to know and to see the world. They don't know things like.. what is the color of the sky? The sea? The flower? The sun, the sunrise and the sunset? What is red? What is blue and what is yellow? They don't even know what color they are seeing as a blind because, yeah, what is color, anyway? How it feels seeing those beauty? How it feels having a pair of beautiful eyes?" mahaba kong sabi.
"I'm sorry for that."
"It's alright. Pero the next time you wish, learn to think like, yung hiling ko bang 'to na mawalan ng ganito't ganiyan, sobrang hinihiling ba ng isang tao somewhere na makuha? Can I just give it?" tumawa ako ng bahagya.
Naramdaman ko ang pagtango niya habang nakasandal pa rin ang noo sa aking balikat.
"And also, nakalimutan mo na bang hiniling kong ikaw muna ang mata ko?"
"Sorry, sorry. I won't wish for something like that again."
"Goods."
Naramdaman ko ang mabagal na pag-sway niya kasabay ng mabagal na kanta kaya nadadala na rin ako.
He held my wounded hand.
"Masakit pa rin ba 'to?"
Tumango ako at nagulat ng dumikit ang kanyang labi rito.
"Masakit pa rin?"
Nag-init ang pisngi ko. "I'm not a kid, Conan."
"But you're my baby.." mas lalong nag-init ang aking pisngi.
