Trapped (Amorist Series #1)

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Love appears when it knows we are ready.

The universe may know that, and love won't appear whenever we want it, or we need it, not when we search for it, and wait. It appears when it knows that we are ready.

Then one day I became a passenger in a plane. I thought I wasn't ready, but I guess fate knows me better than I do.

To be—May I?

"To be heard,
It must be delightful to have someone to listen,

To be seen,
No matter how much I tried to be hidden,

To be cared,
Upon all I feel is hatred,

To be loved,
Even all I can give is all that I have,

May I love you?
The way I know and do,

May I hear your words?
I always felt but not assured,"

"Tang-ina ano 'yan?" Binatukan ako ni Vera. Ang sakit ah! Naalog ata ang utak ko sa ginawa niya!

"Ano'ng ano 'yan?! Siyempre tula gaga ano pa ba sa tingin mo?" Hinimas ko ang parte kung saan niya 'ko binatukan.

"Patingin nga ng isa." Hinablot niya ang papel kung saan ako nagsusulat.

We—As we

"We spoke as we listen,
Music tells the words that is unwritten,
Unsaid tales must be forgotten,
For it will never be an even,

Here inside my chest,
Is a melody that has a rhythm,
Yet far from your algorithm,
Meant for you but aren't the longer it seem,

As we stay near,
We barely see and even feel,
Are you even here?"

"Gaga ka belle!" Pinanlisikan niya 'ko ng mata.

"Ano ba'ng mali?"

"Are you in pain?" She softly asked. "They say how the art looks and feels tells so much about what the artist feels."

"I don't know," I lowered my head. "But I doubt it."

"Doubt saan? Sa capability mo?" She sighed. Nasa condo pa kami ni Mel, tapos na kaming kumain at maligo pero may time pa para tumambay muna at magsulat ako ng tula.

"H'wag ka ngang mag-papaapekto sa mga sinabi ng dengue." Binigay niya ulit ang papel sa 'kin.

"Ano'ng dengue?"

"Si Kale," a smile appeared on her lips. "Naawa ako sa lamok kapag kino-compare mo sa kanya."

Nag-taas ako ng kilay at pinigilan ang sarili na matawa. "May mukha ba ang dengue?"

"Meron na ngayon, si Kale." Side of my lips rose. "You are enough. . ." she caressed my back. "Your purity is a gift and that's what makes you unique."

Uminit ang puso ko. "Am I?"

"You don't need to seek validation from anyone, Belle," she shook. "You can easily give it to yourself if you want to."

"I don't seek validation from her Vera—"