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12:10 AM
Wonwoo's hair became disheveled when the wind passed by his fragile body. He tucked his chin downward into his pullover and hugged himself tighter.
Nakaupo siya sa isang bench, nakaharap siya sa lake ng park. Hindi niya alam kung gaano na niya katagal tinitignan ang maliliit na bangka na nakaparada.
Wonwoo faintly smiled when he remembered one of his dates with Mingyu.
Napatingin siya sa orasan niya at nakitang limang minuto nang late si Mingyu sa usapan nila kanina. Wonwoo sighed, what do he expect from him? Palagi namang late si Mingyu sa tuwing nagkikita sila.
Good thing though, Wonwoo have mastered the art of waiting for Mingyu. He'll always show up 10 to 20 minutes late from their original time of meet up. Even though he knows that Mingyu will be late, he'll always be that punctual one, who'll always wait for Mingyu even if it will take hours for him to show up.
Kaya niyang maghintay. Kaya niyang maghintay kahit abutin pa siya ng isang araw. Kaya niyang maghintay. . . Kahit pagod na pagod na siya, kahit nawawalan na siya ng pasensya.
He felt his stomach twist and his heart beat wildly when he heard that familliar footsteps. Wonwoo closed his eyes, it has been three years since he last heard that familliar footsteps.
His senses are always strong when it comes to Mingyu.
Wonwoo waited for him to sit by his side, but he was caught off guard when he felt him hug his waist from the back, "Sorry, late." Humiwalay sa yakap si Mingyu at tumabi sa kanya.
Yumuko si Wonwoo at pinaglaruan ang butones ng suot niyang damit, "Okay lang. Sanay na akong pinaghihintay. Sanay ka na rin namang paghintayin ako, diba?" Natahimik si Mingyu sa sinabi ni Wonwoo.
Wonwoo cleared his throat when he realized what he said, "S-Sorry." Bumilis ang tibok ng puso niya.
"Sumasakit puso ko dahil sayo, kumalma ka lang."
Wonwoo remembered that their heart strings are connected. Heart strings lang pero sa tuwing sumasakit puso niya, nararamdaman rin 'yon ni Mingyu.
Silence inhabited between the two of them. Kaya noong nagsalita si Mingyu, parang bala ito ng baril na tumama sa kanya, "Let's break up. . . Matagal mo na yan gustong marinig diba? Wala tayong matinong pag-uusap dati kung meron pa ba tayo o wala."
Wonwoo heaved a deep sigh. He can feel the stinging pain in the back his eyes and nose, a signal that he is going to shed a lake of tears again. He expected this already, but the pain is still there.
"Let's break up, Wonwoo." He repeated it again. A heart string will probably break again after this.
His heart is aching again, more painful than before. Parang may milyo-milyong tumutusok sa puso niya.
"N-Naramdaman mo ba 'yon?" Wonwoo weakly said while looking at Mingyu. Hoping that Mingyu can feel how painful it is to hear those words.
Binalik ni Mingyu ang tingin sa kanya, he faintly smiled, "Mhm, masakit. Pero kailangan gawin eh."
A tear started to fall on Wonwoo's cheeks, a sob came after that, "W-Wala na ba talaga?"
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Closure • meanie
Short Story| stand alone #2 | + three years later, he came back to ask for a closure. copyright © meaniempire, 2017
