ORAS.
Ever since, this was all I needed. I never asked for expensive gifts, although every now and then I did wish you gave me flowers or even the cheapest chocolates. But all I ask for is time.
Been literally crying myself to sleep for the past two days. It's a different kind of missing. This one's a different tampo this time.
Good thing there's MIHCA, somehow I get distracted. Somehow I'm able to put it off my mind for a while. But on my way home, I instantly remember how much I'm hurting. Here I go again with the "parang hindi ako girlfriend feeling".
Maybe it's the thought of you going to Bora that I won't be able to see you before you leave. Maybe it's me wanting to hear you say it's going to be okay when I file my resignation letter. Maybe it's me just wanting to hold your hand and hug you tight. Maybe it's me wanting to hear mass with you before you go. Here I go again with the tears.
And the worst is that, you don't seem to care. That maybe, just maybe I'm the one who wants this more.
Nakakapagod din. Nakakapagod ding magpasuyo. Nakakapagod din maglambing. At bukod sa lahat, nakakapagod na ding umiyak. Pero tila hindi nauubos ang luha.
Awat na please, tearducts. Ilang araw ng namamaga ang mata ko.
