6:49 PM
"EXACTLY the same...," sabi ko habang tinitignan ang maamong mukha ng babaeng kasama ko.
Nang marinig ko galing sa employee ng bar na pagmamay-ari ko na may nakita siyang babaeng naka-gown na tila'y naglalasing ay agad akong sumugod sa sariling bar. Hoping it was her.
And there she was.
At first, I thought na siya 'yon, but as I took a closer look, there I realize that it was not her. She would never wear a gown as fabulous as that. Pero still there was a part of me hoping na sana siya 'yon... na we could still work this out and marry each other, even though it was impossible.
Oo, ganon ako ka desperado. Kahit na obvious na ipinapamukha ng tadhana sa akin na hindi n'ya ako mahal...pero eto parin ako, umaasa na babalik s'ya kahit na hindi na.
And when I saw that face again... lahat din ng sakit bumalik. Ang pagpapaasa n'ya sa akin, ang sobra niyang kabaitan na naging dahilan ng pagkasira ko... lahat ng 'yon bumalik.
My heart then started to clench inside my chest. Ang sakit. So I just looked away and ordered a drink para kahit papaano ay masamahan ko siya sa pag-inom. I know I'm an asshole for saying this... but I just can't help but wish na sana siya 'tong babaeng katabi ko ngayon, sana siya 'tong babaeng naka-gown na naglalasing kahit na imposible kasi unang-una sa lahat ay 'di n'ya 'yon gagawin.
But I know I was just lying to myself. This girl beside me could never be her, kahit na magkamukha sila. 'Cause she never had an expressive eyes like the girl beside me.
And I-
"Maganda siguro siya..." sabi nitong nanghila sa akin sa kasalukuyan.
Shit! I really am an asshole! Can someone punch me in the head ng matauhan ako? That was a dickhead move. Siya ang kasama ko pero iba ang iniisip ko. Ugh! Pull your shit together asshole!
I glanced at her but my eyes was glued to her very beautiful face. No... even beautiful is an understatement. She's more than that. She's glowing under the dim disco lights. What a wonderful view. I would die just to see this again.
And I started to wonder... how could someone leave a gorgeous woman like her. Well... only assholes do that. And I bet my life that her fianc- wait no, ex-fiance is one heck of a dickheaded asshole.
She really is beautiful. Simula sa kanyangmakakapal na pares ng kilay, mahahaba at itim na pilik mata, mapupungay atbilog na mga mata na tila'y walang maitago na emosyon, maliit at matangos nailong, mapupulang mga labi, defined jawline, tamang haba lang ng baba, hanggangsa maalon at itim na itim niyang buhok. And as if on cue ay bigla siyang lumingon sa aking direksyon, na naging dahilan ng pagbilis ng tibok ng aking puso. And the next thing she did made my heart stopped beating, and almost out of breath. She smiled at me.
Tila wala sa sariling ibinaba ko ang aking tingin sa kanyang mapupulang mga labi, na tila'y nang-iimbita sa akin na pupugin ito ng halik.
What the fuck! Get a hold of yourself asshole! You're supposed to be crying over a girl and not admiring one!
Fuck!
Pero can't I atleast try and kiss her diba? There's no harm in trying ika pa nga nila. So kahit isang halik okay lang. Di naman siguro s'ya magagalit.
At nang dahil sa naisip ay awtumatikong humakbang ang aking mga paa palapit sa kanya, pero bago pa ako makagawa ng kahit anong galaw ay agad n'yang iwinasiwas sa harap ng aking mukha ang kanyang kamay na tila'y kinukuha ang aking atensyon.
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