Published under Pop Fiction

My name is Blake... I had an accident few months ago.. And after that accident I started having these dreams.. I always dream about this girl.. And I don't know who she is... But in my dreams I knew I love her.. But everytime I dream about her.. I couldn't see her face.. It's a blur.. Now I have questions in my mind.. Is she a part of my past.. Or is she going to be my future...

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival. Pero paano kung ang tinatawag na 'pagka-kaibigan' ay nauwi sa 'pag-iibigan'.? You feel happiness when it comes and the pain when it was once lost. Makakaya mo bang harapin araw-araw ang taong nagparamdam nito sayo?