In this enigmatic world where intentions remain concealed, people find themselves tricked and bewildered, compelled to yield. For truth resides not in explicit words, but in actions lost, a web of deception woven, at quite a cost and things aren't always said plainly, which can lead to confusion and trickery. Similar to the fundamental rule of a course I took in college: "never assume unless otherwise stated." I always do the math, I tread with caution, never risking in vain. Calculations made in mind and hands, devoid of wanton strain. I never believe empty promises, and I never put a value on deeds or efforts unless someone explicitly tells me to. I never risk something I know won't pay off. Yet, amidst this labyrinth of deceit, I made a choice to believe in him. I opted to believe him in this treacherous environment. I trusted his unspoken words, his actions' voice. I dared to face uncertainty, embracing the unknown, For the chance of deceit may be high, but trust had to be sown. In a world where certainty falters, I dared to challenge certainty. Believing in his unexpressed truths, I forged a daring path, embracing the light, the challenge of comprehending the inexplicable, even when faced with perplexing actions and the absence of explicit words. I take the arduous route, choosing faith and unwavering determination, in lieu of the deceptive allure that surrounds me. For, despite the treacherous odds, my heart dares to anchor itself to his unspoken language, ever yearning for the clarity my soul craves.

Crosswalk, sino nga bang hindi pa na experienced ang lumakad at tumawid dito? Palagi natin itong ginagawa o palagi nating dinadaanan kung tatawid sa kalsada. Kadalasan may nakatayong poste ng mga traffic lights, at kapag nasa ilaw na nito kung senyales na bang tatawid tayo ay, magsisimula na tayong lumakad o maghihintay pa ng ilang minuto bago ang pagkakataon nating lumakad at pumunta sa destinasyon natin. Marami tayong iba't ibang memorya sa mga crosswalk bilang pedestrian pero ang akin? Ano lang naman... When we were younger we used to cross our paths on the crosswalk in the road as pedestrians. And now? I don't know if we still had a chance to walk and passed the crosswalk together again. Marami ng nagbago at baka nakatadhana lang talaga na mag kukrus lang ang landas namin sa tuwing dadaan kami sa mga crosswalks. At wala kang pagpipilian kung hindi sabihin na lang ang mga katagang alam mong malabong mangayri sa mga panahon ngayon na magkalayo na kayo, at nga katagang iyon ay magmamarka na lang sa isip na hanggang sana, at pangarap na lamang. "Till our pedestrian hearts will cross at the crosswalk again..." PS: I don't own the photo that was used for this book, however, if you wish to take it down then you are very free to tell me just dm here in Watty or on my other social media accounts. Credits to the rightful owner of the photo.

"I loved, and adored him back then. But maybe, second chances aren't meant for everyone in the world." She is type of a girl who is a kind of oversized one but, brainy she can do both or must say multi task, a debater who is very articulate, a journalist to their school paper and known as a genius student but one day, he met again a person from his past without her realizing that it's him and became the one reason of the changes to her physical appearance and inner soul. Then an unexpected thing will happen that someone will fall in love with her that she met in the world of RPW, who had a familiar vibe. How will she handle it? Is the first guy still the same guy? Are they still one person? Or the other way around. Is there a chance that, maybe, the silent opponent of who? Is the literal soulmate of her, the guy whom she knew deeply who was already there before he met those other people? Or, her literal weakness is the guy who admired her since they were in their first years, in high school. What if the two of them are her weakness and it is unexpected. But the worst thing is another person, or more people will confuse her again about what she feels towards the guy that he truly loves. Years will come, thousands of people will meet and encounter each other, cashes will continue to burn out, those bright colors will fade, leaves will fall down by the help of the frail or burly wind, small plants will finally grow, time will fly quickly, and then maturity will hit them. All of us will grow old, but her true weakness will still remain who? From a puppy love, back in high school until she became the heiress, will still be who? Who will be her unexpected weakness? All Rights Reserved No to Plagiarism