Optimistic Girl
Isa itong gawain
Na alam kong hindi dapat isipin
Pero paano kung ang utak ko'y kinakain
Ng ideyang dapat na ito'y gawin.
I suddenly stopped reading my work in my mind, nang may marinig akong boses na tila sumasabay sa akin sa pagbabasa.
My lips parted in shock...sa paglingon ko sa aking gilid ay halos magdikit na aming mukha. Nakadungaw siya sakin na pilit inaaninag ang nasa aking kandungan.
"Is that a poem?" she asked as she keeps staring and reading my work.
My forehead creased. Do I know her?
Why she acts as if we're that close...Hindi pa rin siya umaalis sa pagkakadungaw sakin. Tibay!
"Sorry, but I don't talk to strangers." walang emosyon kong tugon.
"But you already are." doon lang siya tumingin sakin...when she realized how close our face, she stand up straight and shifted her gaze to somewhere else...pilit tinatago ang pamumula ng kanyang mukha.
She looks adorable...wait, w-what???...what did I say? no...erase that!
Tumikhim ako..."Just leave me alone." I told her...at tumingin na lang sa dagat...The place where I can find peace and comfort. This is my favorite spot to go whenever I feel like I'm drained...pag feeling ko nasasakal ako...pag feeling ko pagod na pagod na naman ako.
The sight of the calm sea save me from my darkest thoughts...It helps me to breath again...It is significant for me...because it serves as my comfort zone.
Napatalon ako sa gulat ng maramdaman ko ang kamay niya.
"Laslas?...seriously?" she exclaimed. Di ko alam ang mararamdaman ko ng mapagtanto kong nasa kamay na niya ang notebook na hawak ko.
"Give me that!" sinubukan kong tumayo at agawin sa kanya ngunit muli lang akong napaupo ng maramdaman ang sakit sa paa ko. "Ouch!"
"Seriously?...that is the title of your poe--" she stopped when she noticed I'm in pain.
"Hey...what happened? Okay ka lang ba?" she asked me with worry in her voice.
"Just give me my damn notebook and leave!" di ko na napigilan na magtaas ng boses sa kanya. I don't mind if she finds me cruel! I just want to be alone for pete's sake!
I thought she would be scared of me and... instead of leaving me alone...she sit beside me..."Alam mo ba kung bakit kita pinuntahan dito?" tanong niya...Di ko siya sinagot at mas lalo lang pinakita ang inis sa kanya.
"I've been watching you for a week...Gusto kong lumapit sa iyo pero hindi ko magawa dahil umiiyak ka." I gasped at that. "At ngayon lang kita natyempuhan na hindi umiiyak." I don't know why it calms me down.
After that...silence enveloped us. It took awhile before I cut the silence again.
"Can I get my notebook now?" mahinahong sabi ko sa kanya.
She bit her lips..."In one condition." tinaas niya pa ang hintuturo niya. Tumango na lang ako sa kanya para hindi na humaba pa ang usapan.
"Tell me why you wrote this kind of poem." she seriously asked me.
I sighed heavily before I reply "My life is a mess." her forehead creased. "I considered my life as a mess. My life's fucked up. My father left and my mother blamed me for that. When my father found out that I'm not his real son and just a mistake of my mother with her other man, he left us. It's all started with this injured foot of mine."
