Never The Love Of Hers

"Baby, hello?"

I called her because I have something to tell her. I have to tell her. I must say it.

"I love you."

"Para kang tanga."

I smiled. Genuinely. Kung ibang tao siguro 'to, magagalit o 'di kaya masasaktan ng sobra. But not me. Not to her. Never to her.

"Aeiou Xtyn Ybañez Velasco, I know, that I am not the love of your life, but keep in mind, that you will always be the love of mine."

When I ended the call, I already knew that it is the last time that I can hear her voice. That it is the last time that I will hear her curses. That it is the last time that I can tell her how much I love her.

And for the last time... she cannot love me back.