"Once a will has been torn and revoked, it can no longer be revived by putting the pieces together." I was sixteen when I first met him, he was twenty one. He who got my attention with just a short glimpse of his eyes. He who unknowingly creeped inside my senses. He who made me happy and smile. He whom I know that can't be mine... He is my 'KUYA'. Yes, I call him that cause am his "BUNSO" , but somehow, it makes me wonder--- hanggang 'Sister-zoned' na lang ba talaga ako? I adore him-- no, scratch that. I love him. I love the way he stare, the way he laugh, the way he picks me up over his shoulder. I love a lot of things about him... But not everything... Not until I knew his secrets. His lies. He kept me in the dark. He is constantly killing me with pain. I thought making him mine was just a piece of cake. Akala ko madali lang ang lahat. Pero sadyang karamihan talaga sa ating mga 'Akala' ay nananatili nalang talagang 'Akala'. Being with him? Loving him? Everything's just not that easily... ~xCLEOx~ Hey! Thanks for stopping by.. I hope that you'll like this one😘😘