PWD's Series #2: Open the Eyes

I was the girl left behind. I feel worthless, I feel useless. I never imagine myself being cheated by the love of my life.

He's there from a far, looking happy while watching his bride saying her vow. I am here, secretly hurting knowing I am not the bride he promised. She's beautiful, I admit and maybe that's the reason why he left me hanging without telling me that he is getting married.

"I love you Crein, I always do", he said to his bride. That should be me, he promised to me that this day will come and it happened but sadly I was not the bride. I trusted him. I loved him so much and I think this is the last time.

I feel lifeless. Looking at him for the last time. I whisper the words painfully.

"I love you harold. I'm sorry for disappointing you. And maybe I was never really the girl you wanted for."

I hurriedly run to my car because of too much pain I never bother to put my seatbelt on. I was really eager to escape from this painful situation. I want to run. I want to shout but I can't. My throut is aching and my sight is starting to blurred from too much crying.

Narinig kong tumunog ang cellphone ko. Akma ko na sana itong kukunin ng makakita ako ng Ialaking nakahandusay sa kalsada.

Malabo man ang paningin at maskit man ang puso ko pero hindi parin non napigilan ang kagustuhan kong tingnan at tulungan ang Ialaki sa kaliwang bahagi ng daan. Kaya dali dali akong lumabas ng kotse para tulungan sana ang Ialaki ng makarinig ako ng malakas na busina na nangagaling sa bandang kaliwa ko.

Huli na ng makita ko ang rumaragasang ten wheeler track na papunta sa pwesto ko. Napapikit nalang ako at saka ko naramdaman ang malakas na pagtama ng katawan ko sa matigas na bagay dahilan ng pagtalsik ko.

"Harold", huling nasabi ko. And everthing went black.