“Jah? Tapos ka na ba? Nangangawit na ako.” Daing ko kay Jah habang nakaupo sa harap niya.
“Malapit na, after 10 years.” Sabi nito at narinig ang mahinang tawa niya.
Nandito kami sa balcony. Ipa-paint nya raw ako. Bored nanaman siguro, nang-dadamay pa.
“Jah naman! Ano tapos na ba?” Tanong ko pa uli.
“Konting re-touch nalang babi...” Sabi nito.
Maya-maya pa ay tumayo na ito at kinuha ang canvas.
Napalingon ako at ngumiti ito ng malawak sa harapan ko.
“Tapos na? Patimgin nga, patingin!!” Sabi ko at lumapit sa kanya.
Kaya pala medyo natagalan sya, sinama nya ang sarili nya sa painting.
“Ang ganda naman! Ang galing mo talaga mag-painting babi!” Sabi ko at yumakap sa kanya.
“Hug lang?” Tanong nito sa akin at napalingon pa habang nakapout.
“Aguy, bakit kailangang naka-nguso?” Tanong ko at humarap rin sa kanya.
“Para ma-attract ka tapos kiss mo ako.” Sabi nito at ngumiti ng malawak.
“Sus, ewan ko sayo.” Sabi ko at itinulak ang mukha nito ng mapagtantong papalapit ito ng papalapit.
“Ang daya naman, ikaw na nga pinaint ko eh!” Sabi nito at nagpapanggap na parang bata.
Ang cute.
“Kain na tayo meryenda, gutom ka na panigurado.” Sabi ko kaya naman napangiti naman ito ng malawak.
“Yung kiss ko mamaya ah?”
“Oo na sige na, kumain na muna tayo.”
After that time, now i am standing infront of that painting.
But it was placed inside a museum, where a lot of people can see it.
The painting was named 'Kiss', as i remember Jah was asking for my kiss after the painting.
I sell the painting for realizing myself on moving on.
Jah was already married, but im not the bride.
Instead, i am their photographer.
A few days after that painting was draw, someone offer him a job for being a photographer. But it was on abroad.
I let him go and let him take the opportunity so he can reach his dream easier.
Nagtatawagan naman kami daily and weekly.
Patagal ng patagal, hindi na sya nagparamdam.
But it doesn't matter to stop on checking on him everyday.
Just when i saw a post where he was in, a wedding.
I saw him wearing a suit, and a girl wearing a gown.
I asked him about the picture but he never seen my messages.
Until i saw their stories in IG everyday, happily and sweet to each other.
It seems like, he cheat.
And after that, i sell the painting.
The painting i cried for months. It was his last property here in our condo.
I kept his camera with me, standing for our memories.
Well, i'll treasure our memories and i'll let my feelings go.
Even it was hard because i really love him so.
