Rainbow is not just in the sky, sometimes it is in the eyes...

It felt like fate was playing tricks on me, throwing me into a scene I never thought would become real. So that's just how he is with everyone-casual, effortless, like it's second nature for him to make someone feel special. He was just a gentleman-nothing else meant, nothing more. Everything was just a misunderstanding, nothing deeper than that. But how do I unsee the way his eyes softened when he looked at me? How do I forget the way his laugh seemed just a little different when I was the one making him smile? The late-night messages, the way he always seemed to be there, the way he made me feel like I was special-was it really just in my head? It hurts to want more when I have no right to, stuck in this casual thing where I can't ask for clarity, can't demand exclusivity, and can't even be upset-because we were never really something to begin with. This is unrequited love, after all. No one believes it's mutual except for me, the fool who keeps holding onto something that was never there. I keep reading into every glance, every touch, every lingering moment, convincing myself it means something more. But it doesn't. It never did. I should walk away. I know I should. But how do you walk away from something that was never really yours?

Sabi nila, 'past is past, it will never come back,' pero sa tingin mo ba, maaari pa tayong bumalik sa nakaraan? Ilang beses ko nang naisip ang mga katagang, 'the past life returns, carrying the memories of the soul.' Posible kayang madala ang alaala ng nakaraan sa kasalukuyang buhay? Ano kaya ang koneksyon ng bawat patak ng ulan sa bawat araw na ika'y aking nasisilayan? Paano mo ako nahanap sa isang mundo na puno ng tao, sa kabila ng pagiging imposibleng matagpuan ako? Is it really possible to see you, even when our world seems beyond impossible? O baka gawa-gawa ka lang ng aking isipan? Sino ka nga ba talaga? Why is it that I only see you whenever it rains? selariax.