Our Profession

Our Profession

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Fiction
Romance
Sa bawat araw na dumadaan , saksi ang ang mga punong ito kung gaano ako kasabik na mahawakan ,makausap at makasama sya ... Im always sitting here under the shadow of these trees , looking at her from afar , dreaming that the girl who caught my heart will be mine for a lifetime or even forever Dreaming that someday ,i can hug, i can touch, i can tell and express my love to the girl that i loved from afar Lihim akong nakatingin sa kanya mula sa malayo , pinanonood ang matatamis na ngiti at kanyang tawa Lihim na nagmamahal sa babaeng malabong maging sa akin dahil hindi pwede ,bawal and My opponent in this game called love is ....... the LAW because of OUR PROFESSIONS....
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Remember me? Few years ago... A night to remember. On a shallow road, with a seemingly never-ending rain pouring down heavily, and streetlights barely illuminating the place, silence seemed so right. It was an almost empty road but with two people. Few light rays hit them, making their silhouettes visible from afar. Drenched under the rain, the girl was standing like a statue. And in front of her was the boy, her long-term boyfriend. Her soul mate. The one she had been waiting for. But what is this? He smirked, finally breaking their silence. He told her 'it's over' so quickly, like they just played a game and she lost. He called it quits between her, and walked away without regret. His face, his gestures and his words were like spears stabbed into her soul. He didn't care. And being left alone, her shoulders shook and she covered her face with her hands as tears finally escaped from her eyes. Her knees felt numb and suddenly, she knelt down, still crying. Can you still remember me? I ask you this question. I was that girl few years ago. A fool, naïve girl who still believed that you're the one of the million. That I'm destined to only one man, a prince charming, and I believed it was you. But all of those were few years ago. My thoughts were changed. I began looking forward to an early death. The dream that I've always wanted to, a happy death, became impossible. How happy can I die, if forever, I will always carry and will not forget the memories and the pain you left me? But now my time has come. Time flew too fast. Few minutes more and I will leave Earth. Few short minutes more. I looked at the Seconds hand of the clock nearby. The clock is ticking. The time is running. I still have time to forgive you. Few more time to decide. But thinking about our past... will I still have the heart to forgive you to be able to achieve a happy death?

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