Memories of You (Completed)

Chapter 31

I can’t overcome the sadness in my heart. I don't know how to make my heart happy or even just to put a little smile in it. It feels like there are tons of stones placed at the top of my chest that are too heavy for me to carry. My heart is too surrounded by sad memories that I wanted to forget, yet I can't. Those sad memories makes my heart bleed ceaselessly that even a bandage couldn't stop it. My heart is too broken and shattered that even stitching couldn't fix it. My heart is too sad right now that even when my lips are smiling....my heart isn't doing the same thing.

The injury seems worse than I thought it’d be. I thought it will just bleed for a moment, then stop. I thought it will just be painful for a second, but until now, the wound still stings. I thought it will just be for a moment, but it left a scar in my heart. The wound of losing someone special here in my heart is an injury that I thought would be just painful for a moment, but as time passed by, I realized that I was wrong. For the injury here in my heart doesn't heal.... it will never heal, I guess?

Please just stay by my side, please remain here. Don’t let go of my hand as you’re holding it in yours. How many times do I still need to beg for your presence? How many times should I kneel in front of you just so you wouldn't leave my side? How tight should I hold on to your hands just so you wouldn't slip away from me? I am willing to do everything I can, just please stay with me. I can give up everything I have, just please never leave my side. I am willing to forget my own self, just please promise me that you will forever hold my hand. Never ever leave me nor let go of my hands....I beg you.

Please just hug me, hug me even for a while. Without any words, please just run towards me. I wouldn't utter any words, I just need your warmest hug. I wouldn't say anything, though my eyes will tell you what I have been wanting to tell. Even when I simply just look at those dashing eyes of yours, would you run towards me and hug me tight? At the moment, while I am breaking and my heart is still bleeding....run to me and hug me. Then maybe, I would feel home and it'll heal me.

Hug me once again....for a hug will never mean an ending.

“This is great! Why don't you join journalism! C'mon, you can be a great addition to the team!” sambit ng teacher ko sa Literature who is a coach sa journalism ng school din.

Gusto ko na lang tuloy pag-untugin sina Laoise at Roisin matapos nilang ibigay kay Sir iyong kagagawa ko lang na prose.

“Nah. I just write when I am bored sir. I don't think I fit to be in that team.” sagot ko kay Sir saka ako ngumiti.

“It's sayang naman! You know, you write well kagaya ni Blythe. Sigurado ka bang hindi ikaw si Blythe?” sabi ni Sir saka niya ko tinaasan ng kilay.

I faked a smile and then laughed because of what he said. It's me sir, I am Blythe.

“Asha and Blythe are different in so damn many ways sir. They may look alike a lot, but they are different persons.” bigla ay sabat ni Aidan na hindi ko alam kung saan nanggaling.

“Ay close din kayo? Nako, Aidan ha. Baka mamaya ay ginagawa mong rebound itong si Asha dahil kamukha siya ni Blythe!” sabi ni Sir.

Sabay kaming napatawa ni Aidan na siyang ikinagulat ni Sir kaya natahimik din kami kaagad. Hindi ko naman kasi alam na sabay kaming tatawa at magiging parehas ang reaksyon naming dalawa.

“Hindi sir ah. Hindi naman mapapantayan o mapapalitan ng kahit na sino si Blythe.” seryosong sabi ni Aidan saka siya biglaang ngumiti.