Book of Memories 2019: Enzo and Celine

Panimula.

Enzo POV

Celine hasn't spoken to me in over a year and continues to ignore me. I tried everything I could to make things better for us, but she didn't want to. I attempted to at least maintain and continue our friendship, but it was no use; I can see that she has only suffered because of me.

It hurts so much when she ignores me as if I'm just a soul she can't see. She seemed to be ignoring my effort and it was killing me.

As time passed and I endured everything for Celine not to leave me completely, I recognized my stupidity and that was all my fault. I gave her the sense that I didn't care for her feelings or that I didn't love her for being her. I made her suffer with the phrases I said to her about how I should wait for Celine.. I just cared about myself. I was becoming selfish, and I wanted to change it, but it was too late.

Now I understand how Celine felt when her parents and friends left her. I'm hoping she won't abandon me in the same way those people abandoned her.

I started noticing I was staring at an old photo of Celine and myself, as well as a childhood friend of ours, Vanesa, whom I had no idea they were moved for their new place. This is the only time I remember seeing the two of them.



I treasure this photo dahil ito lang ang larawang mayroon ako kay Celine mula noong lumipat sila ng bahay at nung pinangakuan niya akong babalik siya.

Celine really loves short hair.

Natawa ako bigla nang maalala ko kung paano umiyak at naglumpasay si Vanesa matapos ko siyang i-reject. She confessed that she liked me, but I confessed that I was only interested in Celine.

I use my phone to entertain myself after I realize how much I miss Celine and visit my Twitter account. This is where I express my emotions, but the posts on my wall made me feel strange and confused.

"Hashtag petition for book 2??"

"Hashtag Enzo and Celine G. end game!????" Pagtatakang tanong ko sa sarili.

"Kuya Ali!" Biglang bukas nang pinto ng kwarto ko. Si Aya pala, kapatid kong di malaman kung kapatid ko ba.

"Hello po!" Bati ng mga kaibigan niya.

"Kasama ko friends ko ha, sa kwarto lang kami. Magbabasa lang kami nitong libro" Sambit niya saka kita kong hawak niyang libro at saka pabagsak na isinara ang pinto. Ibinalik ko naman ang tuon ko sa cellphone ko.

"Ako ba 'tong Enzo na tinutukoy???"





Tinignan ko ang trending sa twitter, gano'n rin ang laman.



"Book of Memories????" Pagtatakang tanong ko sa sarili ko.

I immediately started checking ABC News on Twitter and found this.



"How I wish, I was the girl you loved, Enzo...?"

"This is what the last words Celine told me a year ago" My eyes widened as I realized it was about Celine and me in this story.

I quickly changed and went to my sister's room to tell her that I had to go somewhere.

"Magluto na lang kayo ng kung anong gusto niyo ha" Sambit ko.

"Okay!"

I closed the door and stopped. I saw a familiar book held by my sister kaya binuksan ko ulit ang pinto ng kwarto niya at lumapit saka tinignan ang libro.

"Damn, this is it" Mahinang sambit ko.

"Here, one thousand. Buy a new book" Sabi ko sabay takbo.

"HOY! KUYA NAMAN!!"

"SIRAULO KA BA???"

"DI KA NGA NAGBABASA NG LIBRO EVER SINCE NABUHAY KA!"

"PUTCHA PANGIT NG TRIP!"

Rinig kong reklamo niya sa harap nang pinto ng kwarto ko. Sinumulan kong basahin ang prologue ng libro.

Prologue.

Grabeng pag-sisisi nararamdaman 'ko ngayon habang narerealize ko yung mga taon na nagdurusa ako sa lungkot at pinipilit ang sarili kong pasayahin kahit saglit lang.

Bakit hindi ko ginugol ang mga oras na mayroon ako noon para tukuyin ang bagay na talagang makakapagpasaya sakin?

Bakit hinayaan kong masanay ang sarili ko na mayroong kaibigan? Hindi naman pala sila magtatagal na kaibiganin ako.

Bakit pinilit kong ipasok ang sarili ko sa circle of friends nila, e obvious namang ayaw nila sakin?

Bakit hinayaan kong pilitin ang taong 'yon para mahalin ako? Bakit pinilit ko yung puso kong ipagsiksikan sa taong kahit kailan hindi naman ako matututunang mahalin?

Bakit?

Sana pala hindi na lang kita minahal. Ang hirap mong mahalin, Enzo. Ang hirap mo ding abutin.

In the end of the day, sarili ko lang naiwan. Bakit ba hinayaan kong masanay ang sarili ko na naririyan kayo sa tabi ko?

Tanga.

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"Wow, lalim ng pinaghugutan ha" Mahinang sambit ko sa sarili at saka nagpatuloy sa pagbabasa.