Where the Wind Whispers Her Name
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Dernière publication sam., août 17, 2024
"Hindi mo naman kailangang itago sa akin lahat eh" hinawakan ko ang pisngi nya at ngumiti
"I know and saw everything" He looked at me with an apologetic eye.
"Just please tell me the truth, I would fully understand it" My tears are starting to fall.
"I love you and I want you to be happy" I took his cold hands and kissed them.
"I want you to be honest with me love" He nodded in agreement.
"Do you Love her?" He tightened his grip on my hands, enough for me to feel his trembling hands
"I am so sorry but am afraid yes" I can see how sincere he is, the pity and the sorry were visible in his eyes.
"I know love, I can see how you value her more than me. I fully understand you, so I wanted to take this opportunity to end everything here" I saw how his emotions changed from an apologetic one to something that resembles regret.
As the words hung heavy in the air, a newfound silence covered the room, only our heavy breathing and the leaves rustling outside could be heard. Tears continued to cascade down my cheeks, each drop a testament to the heartache I bore. With a trembling voice, I again uttered a sentence I could not comprehend.
"I understand"
He reached out to wipe my tears, his touch a balm to my wounded and aching heart.
"I never meant to hurt you nor make you cry" he murmured his voice laced with remorse.
I can only nod and look directly at the floor, I don't want him to see me as fragile as this.
"I know" I replied softly.
In that moment We remained locked in silence. Two hearts - one was broken, and one was confused.
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