You and Me
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Last published Wed, Feb 21, 2018
"Grey? Shiela?" My tears fell with the sight I was seeing. Shock was evident on their faces. Grey's eyes went wide when he heard my voice and looked in to my direction.
"A-Al?" He stammered and pushed Shiela away from him. "Al, thi-this is not- let me explain." He said while fixing his shirt.
My tears and the pain I'm feeling right now reminded me that this is real, that this is really happening. Ang sakit eh. "Don't worry. Hindi na kailangan. You don't need to explain anything to me Grey." I said and I glanced at him. He gave me a nervous but confused look.
He tried to walk towards me but I raised my palm as a sign to make him stop. "You don't need to dahil wala namang tayo Grey."
Iyon 'yung masakit. Kasi wala akong karapatang magreklamo dahil wala na mang kami. Hindi ko pa naman kasi siya sinasagot. Nakakatawa kasi wala pa nga, nagloloko na. Aba matinde! Hahaha! It hurts so damn bad.
He told me he loved me. He showed me he loved me. He made me feel loved. But he just had to hurt me so bad. Now I want to tell him this, "I miss us. But you missed the chance of YOU AND ME."
I am Almalya Lyz Fernandez, 17, loved Grey Maykel Lopez.
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