Against All Boundaries

Chapter Thirty-Four

I know it already passed my mind then.

But to have it right in front of my own eyes is a different matter.

It seems too surreal I don't even know if I should believe.

It seems like it'll be easier not to believe this.

All my life, I have only got him in my mind for brief moments.

Because I don't have any memories with him.

I've been thinking of him way too seldom.

For I don't know what to think of him.

No stories.

No descriptions.

No wholesome words to imagine about how great of a man he is.

Nothing to think of, and dream as to how that of a good father he might be, if he ever manage to live longer.

No destructive words for him as well.

No stories about him at all.

Only that, he's dead. Nothing else.

And that's not even a story.

I once wondered why my Mother seems too distant about the things that involves him.

But no answers were given. To me. Or to any of us.

Mom only left us one thing about him.

A portrait of him.

Saying he is dead.

And nothing else.

So I only knew one thing about him aside from the way he looked like.

That he's dead.

And to have him now infront of me, just gives me a long pause.

And urges me to ask if I really did lose my mind. Big time.

Cause it seems like it.

I stared at the man in front of me.

He didn't look old.

Just matured enough.

Regal.

Just as how he looked like in his portrait.

His ever mighty features. Dark expressive eyes. Two identically thick brows. Narrow, and perfectly pointed nose. Thin lips. And a perfectly angled jaw.

It was perfect.

Strong like a night.

It was just like staring at my own brother.

It was just like seeing how he will be perfected by the time.

Not that he doesn't look perfect yet.

But here is my father.

I find it so odd.

How I am staring at the face that's supposed to be so familiar to me, but ended up being so strange.

Ended up having too many questions.

How did this happen?

He had a grave.

Right?

And then I'll eventually find out he's alive?

What was the reason behind?

Maingat at unti-unti siyang lumapit sa akin.

It was like he's trying to see what my expression is saying.