AGNES'S POV
Natapos na yung event namin. Sobrang sarap tumugtog sa harap ng ganong crowd. Napaka-energetic nila at kitang-kita mo sa mga ngiti nila na masaya sila at nage-enjoy sila sa pagtugtog namin. I missed this. Somehow na-renew na yung passion ko to play again. I guess hindi naman talaga nawala yung desire for music but I just got tired and became unsure of myself.
Nakabalik na rin ako ng condo. Hindi ko na nahatid si Pat kasi andun naman yung family niya dahil nanuod din sila. Excited din daw kasi silang mapanuod kami. I'm sure that they were proud of Pat kasi ako nga hindi ko maiwasang ma-amaze sa kanya. She was amazing in all possible ways.
Umupo ako sa sofa. I feel exhausted. Ngayon ko palang nararamdaman yung pagod kasi unti-unti ng nawawala yung adrenaline. I remembered the night na magkatabi kami ni Pat dito sa sofa and how she placed her face close to mine. I smiled. I looked around the condo. Ang tahimik.
I've been living here for the past 8 years but for some reason, tonight it felt empty. The rooms felt bare and it was quiet. All of a sudden, it felt lonely. There's this feeling of sadness that I just can't shake so I took out all the yellow decors I bought just to brighten up the place. I even changed my sheets to a new yellow one. Ayan. Medyo uplifting na ng konti. Lumakad ako papunta sa ref at nakita ko yung picture namin ni Pat. I had it printed out so that I would always see her.
Alam ko na what was missing over the last 8 years.
Pat.
