Loving A Man With Thousand Faces

Loving A Man With Thousand Faces

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"What did you do when you knew that the man that you love unfortunately possesses a thousand kinds of faces?" Someone asked me. I only just laughed at her question. She also laughed. "Hmmm can you just give me some faces that he you think he would possesses?" she asked instead. "Hmm, He must be an enigmatic person..." I said. I can see her growing impatient. I smiled. "What would be the next 999, Mrs. Avery?" I smiled again and remembered that very first day.
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Started writing April 10,2023 Finished writing April 12, 2023 AUGUST SEASON 2 (BXB) Napatunghay ako sa papalayong tren. Sa mga luntian at tuyong dahon na sumasabay sa ihip ng malamig na hangin. Tumingin ako sa aking orasan at inayos ang suot kong makapal na leather jacket. Napahinga ako ng malalim bago tumingin sa aking wrist watch. Mukhang ma-l-late na naman ako. As I was to go back para sumakay sa aking sasakyan biglang may nag vibrate sa bulsa ng aking jacket. It was my phone. I immediately took it out and answered the call. It was Zacharious. "Augustine-" The deep voice of Zacharious lingered my ears. "Everything is okay. Tomorrow is my flight, I know. And I am okay." Putol ko sa taong nasa kabilang linya. "I know uhm, yeah may dinaanan lang ako. Pabalik na rin ako, tell him to behave. Sige, bye." I said as I end the call. Muli akong napahinga at napatingin sa kalangitang makulimlim. Going back to where I came from is not on my list or, plan. But, I guess I can never run forever. It is winter. A cold and calm season. Yet a dangerous and deadly one. Pain really changes people. And time doesn't heal wounds. It only leaves scars. Scars to be remembered and never forgotten.

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