I have never loved anyone as much as I have loved you. The first time we met, I was at a loss for words. You have a face that I could gaze at forever. When I found my bearing, I couldn't stop talking, couldn't stop in getting you interested with me. I told you my whole life story in a span of one evening, until they kicked us out of the coffee shop, and we stumbled into the street and went our separate ways. You kept me at arm's length when all I wanted was to be wrapped in them. So I told you things I never told anyone, the darkest parts of me, thinking that I could pull you in with my vulnerability. I laid all my cards on the table, but you pulled out an ace on me. I woke up one day and you were in love. Just not with me.

So I flew like a bird through the night. I drank and drank and drank. I pushed it down, until I could no longer feel anything. I swung from one temporary high to another, looking for someone like you in the bars and clubs, everywhere and anywhere I know you would never be. I went home with faces I could not remember and felt the shame that comes when the sun is up. But I could not rid myself of the wretchedness of loving then losing you.

But one day my tears will dry. And with them, the memory of you.


This is a work of fiction. Characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and not to be construed as real. In no way does it intend to represent any real event or person, living or dead. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

(February 2015)


  1. Wow, relate ako hanggang bones. Nakakainis!

  2. At sa kabila ng katotohanang paulit-ulit tayong maaaring masaktan, tayo ay nagpapatuloy, nagmamahal.


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