A Set of Tears And Joy

My Dreams Over You (One-shot)

Title: My Dreams Over You
Author: Roannies

A One shot story.

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I have a long time boyfriend. We've been together for almost five years. Through all those days we spent together, we handled everything in our relationship.

I thought we took it easy. I thought we became mature since we knew each other for so long.

But I was wrong.

"New York? Really!? Aalis ka talaga para sa trabahong 'yon, Misha!?"

Zaque, my boyfriend exclaimed. He was fuming mad after I told him my plans.

"This is for our future!" I reasoned out.

He punched the wall frustratingly. I closed my eyes. I can't bear hearing him cussing.

"I don't understand! Bakit pa kailangan mong umalis!? We're stable here! I have a good job and you are! I don't... really understand" sigaw niya.

I started to sob. I know I am hurting him now.

"I got promoted" I said shortly.

I am an Interior Designer and he's an engineer.

Some people says that we really look good together. That we are a great couple.

But honestly, I wasn't already happy. I want to achieve more. I want to become more!

Just for myself.

"Zaq! Alam mong kaya lang ako natanggap sa trabaho dahil sa'yo! You... You just helped me.." pumiyok na ang boses ko.

Yes.

He did everything to find me a stable job.

Kaya pakiramdam ko, nakadepende ako sa kanya.

Pakiramdam ko wala pa akong nararating sa buhay.

"I just want to be better at my own field! Because eversince you pulled out some strings to get me a good job, I've felt useless" I stepped towards him.

He's still looking at me with parted lips. Maybe he didn't expect that I'll say those things.

"Misha... I just want to help you! I want to be at your side. Ayaw kong malayo ka sa akin. I want you to succeed with me.." he said softly

I shook my head. He tried to hold my hand but I avoided him.

"I'm not successful yet.." I uttered

He heaved a deep sigh before looking away.

"If you want to leave" he trailed "then just leave." He said firmly while clenching his fist.

I wiped off my tears. I gave him an apologetic look.

"Zaq, please... This is my dream. I want to become who I really wanted to be. Don't make me feel incompetent. Please, support me" I begged.

He shook his head, then walked towards the door of our condo unit.

"Choose, Misha. Your dreams or me." Aniya habang nakatalikod sa akin.

Napailing ako at humikbi.

"I... I can't"

He stared at me blankly afterwards.

"Kung aalis ka para sa pangarap mo" he looked at me with tears on his eyes.

"Umalis kana din sa buhay ko" then he turned his back against me.

I was left dumbfounded with a broken heart.

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"Thank you, Miss Misha. Hindi talaga ako nagkamali sa paghire sayo bilang Interior Designer ng bahay namin." Nakangiting sambit ni Mrs. De Vera.

I looked at her then extended my hand for a shake.

"My pleasure, ma'am" I said.

She nodded before guiding me towards the entrance of their modern house.

"My husband wants to meet you but he's kinda busy" aniya nang nasa living area na kami.

I simply nodded.

Bago pa man kami tuluyang makalabas ng bahay ay nahagip ng paningin ko ang isang portrait.

I noticed that it was new and never seen it before. Wala iyon nung nagdisenyo kami ng bahay.

It was a huge wedding picture.

"Oops! I'm sorry! I didn't tell you that i attached our wedding picture there" paliwanag ni Mrs. De Vera. She held my arm.

I stared at the portrait in front of us. I smiled bitterly before turning my gaze on her.

"It's okay. It doesn't ruin the interior design anyway. It was perfect" sambit ko habang nangingilid ang luha sa mga mata.

Nginitian niya ako ng matamis.

She's the same with my age. She looked so happy in her married life.

"Excuse me, my husband is calling" she took out her phone and waved a little before walking away from me. Maybe she doesn't want me to eavesdrop in their conversation.

Muli kong nilingon ang portrait.

They looked so inlove with each other.

"It was supposed to be me" I whispered while tears pooled in my eyes.

I look at my ex's picture, smiling genuinely while holding his wife's arm.

"Yeah. I am now successful. But I lost you." Nabasag ang boses ko.

Matagal kong tinitigan ang larawan nilang dalawa bago ako magbawi ng tingin.

Nagsimula akong maglakad palabas ng kanilang bahay.

It's been years since I left him.

I can't believe that I am the Interior Designer of their house.

"Maybe, this is my fate. I chose my dreams over you" I said to myself before driving away from that place.

Yes, we've been together for so many years. We planned our future together.

He's an engineer who will make the blueprint of our home, while I am the one who will design the interior.

Sabay kaming bumuo ng mga plano. Sabay kaming nangarap.

Ako nga ang pinangakuan ngunit hindi sa akin tinupad.

And that's the reality.

We always need to choose, to sacrifice one thing.

So, I should not regret choosing my dreams instead of him.

Because of that one choice, I became the best version of myself.

A braver and an independent woman, who chose her own path and found her real self.

Completely.

End.💛

A/N: Credits to the owner of the photo. This is a work of fiction and based from the author's imagination. Any resemblance with other stories are purely coincidental.

Thanks and enjoy reading😊