Thursday, January 20
Jan. 20 Thurs.
“..ikaw yun..” -...
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It was happening all over again..
I could feel it.
Something was being kept from me, and I didn’t like it..
It hurt.
For the last time, it hurt.
But then I felt numb..
Like the flames had finally reduced me into ashes..
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It was heaven and hell all at the same time again.
Again..
For the last time..
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Heaven..
“Yung sinasabi kong isa ko pang mahal, ikaw yun..”
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Hell..
“But when the sun rises in the morning, I would have to forget that I love you..
ive been hurt enough..
and I don’t want to hurt you either..”
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And all I could do was nod.
And smile..
And joke..
I felt nothing..
I was only ashes.
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