Ang hampas ng tubig sa buhangin ay napakaganda pakinggan. While the wind was slowly swaying with the leaves that was planted upon the mountains.
Isang lalaki ay nakatayo sa gitna ng kagandahan at kahulugan na ito. Ang kaniyang mata ay nasa kaniyang paa habang iniisip ang nangyari sa kaniya. He can't help but to heave a heavy sigh because of the way how his chest was feeling heavy.
His mind had a lot going on. Just thoughts and those thoughts were flying all over the place. He can't even catch one just to answer it or maybe try to find the answer for it. Pakiramdam niya ay wala na siya sa tamang pag-iisip. Pakiramdam niya ay simula nung nangyari sa kaniya ang bagay na 'yun, may parte siya ng buhay niya.... ng sarili niya na naiwan niya.
But that's the problem. He doesn't know what that part was... or even maybe kung nasa isip niya lang ay pakiramdam niya ang nawawalang bagay na 'yun. Maybe he came to that conclusion because he can't find that missing part of his puzzle.
"Help! Ma!" He heard someone screaming at the sea.
His eyes moved away from the raging waters of the sea to the person who was shouting of help. Ramdam niya na ang paa niya ay nakadikit sa bawat butil ng buhangin kaya hindi niya magalaw ang paa niya papunta sa bata na winawagayway. Habang sumisigaw ito ng paulit-ulit ng salitang tulong.
Bigla ay may babae na tumatakbo ang mga paa papunta sa batang iyon. The man who was overlooking at the sea, had bigger eyes. May biglang kumalabog sa puso niya ng sobrang lakas. Pakiramdam niya ay tila ba nakasali ang puso niya sa isang parade na hindi ito matigil sa pagtibok ng sobrang lakas. So loud that he, himself, can hear the beating of his heart everywhere.
"Steel!" Tawag ni Forsythe sa tao na nasa may dagat at nakatingin lamang sa babae na umiiyak habang may tumutulong sa bata na nalulunod, makawala sa tubig na pinipilit nilang kunin siya.
Nawala ang tingin niya dahil sa pagtawag sa kaniya ng tatay niya. Naramdaman niya din kasi ang pagtapik ng tatay niya sa kaniyang balikat.
"Dad, she's here..."
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dedication:
Our mind can remember the bad stuff and what we want to remember. But the heart is always there to remind us the feeling of the good that we felt during those times. Our heart can remember everything.
Padayon!
Hope you enjoyed reading. . .
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