Into Asylum

There, I was standing still in front of the door of room 523. I was staring intently at it. I was so hesitant to go inside because I didn't have enough strength to face who was inside. I was thinking so deep that caused my head to ache unbearably. I closed my eyes and convinced myself to be strong.

Then, I opened my eyes, leaned forward and raised my hand in the direction of the door knob. I was almost near the knob when the door opened widely. A middle-aged nurse dressed in a hospital blue gown walked through the door. She looked at me and gave a smile as she passed me by. I smiled a little back at her as my gaze followed her for a while.

When the nurse was no longer in sight, I looked again at the door and inhaled deeply. I gathered all my strengths and I went inside the room.

As I entered the room, I saw a navy blue couch comfortably situated at the right side. And next to it stood a small beech-colored wooden night stand with a lamp shade on it. On the adjacent wall, there was a long and wide glass window that gave a spacious effect in the ward. A half-opened vertical blind in a slight touch of baby blue shade added an appealing beauty that somehow contributed a feeling of comfort. And on the window sill, few bouquets of various blossoms placed in a different sizes of vases were decorating the room. They gave warmth to a solemn ambiance.

I turned on my left and saw a medical bed covered in blue sheets which was standing in between the huge drawer unit and a medical equipment. On that bed, Franco, was lying unconsciously in his blue-colored hospital gown. A large tube was inserted through his mouth to support his nutritional needs which was connected to an electronic pumping device situated on the right side of the bed. Above his bed, a fluorescent light was hanged on the wall that illuminated the entire room. Two monitors placed above the drawer unit were plugged as well in his body to evaluate his cardiac and respiratory rate.

I couldn't stand seeing him in this kind of situation. He was on the bed in a vegetative state, never knowing if he would be able to wake up again. I never knew when would I be able to see him smile again. But I had to be strong. Strong enough for him... and strong enough for myself as well...

Franco was my boyfriend since college. He was dark yet sort of appealing in some ways. He stood around 5-feet-7-inches,with a medium-built body type. At first, I was not attracted to him. I think I was the only girl in our class who was not having a crush on him. I didn't even care about his existence. Until he was accidentally teamed up with me in our surveying laboratory along with my friends. I was the only rose among the thorns in our group laboratory. Me and Franco didn't talked to each other that much. It was only when my friend Marty paired us to do a special assignment in our surveying project. From then on, we became close friends turned into lovers...

I walked toward the window pane and closed the vertical blinds. Then, I removed one of old bouquet on vase and replaced it with the peach roses. I walked toward the garbage bin located opposite to the glass window and put the old flowers in it. Then, I went in the direction of his bed, looked at him for a while, with eyes full of fears. Only the sound of the beeping of the medical equipment was breaking the silence surrounding the place. I caressed his face with my right hand as I stared at him for more minutes. Then, I bent toward him and gave him a kiss on his forehead.

"Hi baby, I hope you're doing fine today" I said as I started to change my mood.

As much as possible, I tried to be cheerful whenever I was with him. From that, I wanted to show him how strong I was in dealing with this kind of situation. I walked around the room, trying to make myself busy while I kept on talking to Franco. I might sound a little bit lunatic, talking to someone who was asleep for 4 months now. But that was the advice of the doctors, to make him feel that he was still in our world. I got the razor from the drawer and shaved his face while I was telling him a story about my work and everything I could talk to. When I was finished cleaning him up, I went to the pantry and washed my hands. After doing so, I went back to him, took the seat beside his bed.

I took another stare at him. Placed my hand on his forehead and started to brush his hair with my hand. I smiled as I continued to brush his hair. But I couldn't help the tears not to show up. I tried to fight these crystal drops from falling. I held my head up high, closed my eyes so tight and pressed the bridge of my nose by fingers. When everything was cleared, I looked at him again. And held his hand so tight. I leaned my forehead on my hands with my eyes closed and stayed like this for a little while.

"Hang on, baby... Never let go..." I whispered.

I heard him moaned softly. I immediately raised my head and placed my look upon him. I was in confusion if I really heard him or I was just imagining things. I was still on my seat while holding his hand when suddenly, I felt a soft press from Franco's hand. Was this really happening? I couldn't believe it. I urgently stood up and headed for the door. I called the nurse or doctor to inform them about Franco. Thank God, medical assistance came in an instant. They kept me outside the room and waited for hours.

After several hours, the door to the room 523 opened, and the doctor walked toward me. He looked at me and smiled.

"He's doing fine now. Just give him a few minutes to rest. You can go inside now." the doctor said as he patted my shoulder and walked away.

I stood still for a while and tried to listened to the pounding drum of my heartbeat in my ears. I could already feel that any chance I would be reconciled with the man I dearly loved all my life. I inhaled deeply and pushed my hair back with a shaking hand. I walked through the door and saw him again.

I was standing at the foot of the bed and looked at him. He was now sitting on his bed. Leaning his back on the head rest, his hands placed on his stomach and stared at me with his sweetest smile. I drew back upon seeing him, and the tears came again, budding at the corner of my eyes. I really hated crying, it gave me such awful headaches and pain in my throat.

"Hi Baby..." he uttered in a low tone.

I walked toward him and gave him a tight hug. I couldn't believe that he's now awake. I could feel the soothing warmth of his body. I forgot how comforting his warmth was. As I leaned my face on his well-developed chest, I could almost hear the sound of his heartbeat. I couldn't be, but it felt like a dream I knew I was not dreaming. It was a miracle, it was not really a dream, he was finally awake.

"I missed you so much, baby!" I uttered in my lowest voice as I embraced him so tight.

"I missed you more, my little princess." he gently replied.

After a while, I withdrew myself from hugging him and moved away from him a little bit. We were facing one another, I was standing at the foot of the bed and he bundled up in it. Silence filled the entire room. I was just staring at him, as if I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing. He was finally awake, sitting on the bed, staring at me and flashing me his sweetest smile. I floundered in confusion, grasping for my consciousness if all these things were real. I was about to say something when he suddenly broke the silence.

"How long have I stayed here now?" he asked.

"I... it was almost four months since the car accident" I replied straightly.

"I was resting here that much." he said as he tried to smile again at me.

I missed his smile so much. Every time he smiled, his eyes also smiled. There was a certain sparkle in his eyes that made me lost in it for a while. I wished we could last together. I already set my mind that he was the one meant for me. I had already built all of my plans with him. I didn't know what to do if I would lose him.

"You got a severely brain damaged in an automobile accident nearly four months ago, and you were diagnosed to be in a persistent vegetative state. I thought... everybody thought that you'll not going to wake up again." I told to him in a shaky voice.

I burst into tears again. I couldn't help it anymore. I covered my faced with my hands and sobbed harder. I tried to be strong. But in the end, I was still weak though I might look like tough. And I couldn't understand what I was really feeling this moment. He was awake now, but I didn't know. I felt so sad. It was like a part of me was being torn away from me. No, it was like a part of me that was missing for a long time just rushed and filled me up. It was a mixture of ironic emotions. What a strange feeling and I wondered what it meant.

"In the four months you were asleep, I have missed you every day and every night. I have felt it more like a thousand years to me. And the worst thing was, you were here with us, with me, in this lonely room but I cannot even feel your presence. I have realized it when you were sleeping deeply. But I know, I can't imagine how I can put back my life living without you." I continued.

He was still looking at me. He never said a word. He just kept on smiling. He just listened to every word I was saying. It seemed that he woke up just to listen to my grievances and pain. I didn't know if I would be happy or not. But somehow, I was feeling better, letting go of something kept so long deep within me.

He raised his arms wide open, inviting me to come near him. I did come toward him. And he hugged me so tight that I could even feel paradise on his side. My eyes were closed while I was sitting beside him on the bed with my head leaning on his chest. I missed him so much... I missed everything about him... his solemn voice, his gentle caresses, his warm hugs, his sweet kisses, the sound of his heartbeat. These were the things I almost forgot when he laid unconsciously for a long time. But now, I could experience these things again. It was almost a paradise.

"So are you feeling better now..." he asked me while I was still embracing him with my eyes closed.

"I am..." I calmly replied.

I tightened more my embrace on him. He drew me close to him as if he never wanted me to let go. Then, he started to hum while his right hand was caressing my right shoulder. As if he was trying to let a little child to go to sleep. Somehow, it was making me feel relaxed. We stayed like that for a little while. I tried to savor that magical moment in my life. Sometimes, no matter where you were, you could always feel these magical moments. That was to be with him and passed our time together with great tenderness.

"I hope that we both last together" I said to him.

"You will always with me, my baby." he replied.

"I wish we could be like this forever, I never felt safer than in your arms."

"Don't think too much, sweetie, and don't waste any minute of our lives together with nothing right now." uttered Franco.

He haven't changed a bit. He was still the Franco I knew, the Franco i fell in love with. He knew what to say in times like this. He knew how to make everything feel so special in just an ordinary situation. That's why he captured my heart entirely, he knew the way to capture it.

"Don't worry about me" he suddenly said.

"I am not worrying about you. You are perfectly fine now." I replied.

"Yes I am." he told me

I didn't know why on earth he just told me that. Was there something I should know about? I felt a rushed inside me. But I stayed calm and stayed beside him, embracing him to tight.

"There are times you love something so much but there will come a time that you have to let go of something no matter how painful it will be"

"What are you talking about?" I asked confusedly.

"I know how much you love me, but time has finally come. You have to let me go now."

"Are you saying you not going to stay with me? Are you going to break up with me and leave me?"

"It's not like that, Sweetie, but you have to understand."

"What to understand? After all the patiently waiting for you to wake up. You'll just going to break up with me."

I didn't understand what he wanted to pertain. I was still hugging him and I embraced him more to let him feel that I didn't want to let go. I just felt my tears were flowing down my cheeks, though my eyes remained closed. I didn't want to move and faced him for it might be the end of everything.

"I am tired. I need a rest to rest now" he said calmly.

"Please let me go now and soon you will understand."

"I don't want to. I don't know what to do if you are not in my world I'm living."

In that moment, a gentle breeze just passed through me and something just crossed inside my head. In a minute, I realized something. Could it be true? Was this really happening? Did he just wake up to tell me that we would never going to be together. Was this the way he had to say goodbye to me? It was hard to accept if it was true but I had to be strong. Maybe I needed to let go of him now. It was better this way for both of us. Though it was hard for me to accept that we would never last together, I knew deep inside of me that I had his heart from the start and he was true to me through all the moments we had been together. I think that was enough for me to let go and move on in my life without him.

"I don't want you to go, but if this is way our love has meant to be, then so be it." out of nowhere, I just uttered those words that I knew I could never say to him.

"I may not be with you, but I will always love you... remember that..." he said.

"Can I hug you for the very last time before we part our ways." I requested

He let me hug him for the last time. I embraced him so close to me. My head was still leaning on his chest while my eyes were closed. I didn't want to open my eyes because if i did, I knew it was over for both of us. For now, I would savor the moment being with him for the last time. I could feel his warmth for the last time. His warmth that I would never feel again soon. But somehow, I was thankful for this moment, that he gave me a time to spend it with me. At least I knew that I was important to him for the last time being together. I was happy for that.

It was time for me to say goodbye. It was time to let go of him. I knew that when I opened my eyes, the things between me and him would be over. I gathered all the strengths I had inside me and finally I opened my eyes...

When I did, I saw myself sitting on the seat beside his bed. While he was lying unconsciously on the bed with all the tubes inserted through his body. Everything seemed to be the way it was when I came inside the room. I was still holding his right hand. I never realized that I had fallen asleep beside him while holding his hand. I guessed I was just dreaming of him. But it felt so real, talking to him and spending that moment.

I felt some moist on my cheeks. I let my right hand touch my wet face. And looked at Franco for some time which was peacefully sleeping on the bed. My vision started to get blurred when I remembered what he said on my dream. I held his hand so tight. Then, the beeping sound of the medical machine just stopped, instead a long straight sound was filling the entire room. I couldn't control anymore the tears to roll down my cheeks. And a sudden gust of cold wind passed through and I heard a soft whisper in my ears. "Thanks for letting go... I love you, my baby!"


by: BHELAT

Best friends in love

Love is really a wonderful thing, but sometimes it is full of complications. Too much complicated when it comes in our way. It makes us think we are too much in love but the truth is that we are only just friends. But sometimes, it makes us stick too much to friendship and leaving us with no idea that we are already in love.

My story started after my college graduation. I had this guy who became my best friend. His name was Dexter. He was not so tall, medium-body built and fair complexion. He was not really that head turner type at first glance but once you already engaged yourself in a conversation with him, I’m sure he would caught your attention because he was really articulately smart.

Actually, Dexter was already my friend during my college years, but we became closer friends when I had finished my studies. During the summer time, we kept on seeing each other. I had decided to take a vacation first before engaging myself to be employed after graduation. So during those times, I had spent it most with him. It was either we would take lunch together or had a senseless stroll in a mall.

Mostly, I would visit him in his office, although it was already summer, he was still working in the school. Then, I would invite him to have lunch to the nearest canteen. The good thing about us was whoever made the invitation would be the one who would pay the treat. But sometimes, he paid most of our lunch since that time I didn’t have work yet.

Although, those lunch moments were not that expensive, they became so special because of our meaningful conversations. We talked everything under the sun. I mean, there was really no dull moment when I was with him. And most of the time, he was telling stories about his girlfriend, Ivy.

I had already met Ivy during my college years. One time she went to school and Dexter introduced me and my barkada to her. He was like our barkada, that’s why he let us meet his fiance. I think they were together for almost six years now. And they were planning to tie the knot by next year.

He really deserved Ivy. She stood five-feet-six-inches and having a beautiful light complexion. She wore a long straight hair complimented with her tiny tantalizing eyes. And so did Ivy, she deserved Dexter. They did compliment each other. In other words, they were such a perfect match.

During those time as well, Dexter was finishing his Masteral degree. I was one of the lucky people who were invited on his graduation party. I was invited so I had to buy him a gift for his graduation. At first I was just thinking of giving him a set of neck ties. but then I recalled one thing, he was looking for this special action figure, so I got a perfect gift for him. I was having a hard time looking for the action figure.

I was then losing hope that I would find it but thank God, I had found the toy he wanted but I didn’t know if he would going to like it. Before his graduation ceremony, I went to see him in the office. I was hesitant to give him my present because I know he would not like it. But still, I gave him the gift. Yet before I did, I hugged him and thanked him for all the things he taught me during my stay in this university and being a good friend as well.

He opened the gift and surprised to see his reaction. I never thought he liked the one I gave to him. He told me that he had a hard time looking for the same toy. He said also that the one I bought was one of the after sought action figures. I didn’t realize that a simple action figure as I had thought would make him so happy. For that, I was glad seeing him so happy.

From then on, he changed the way he treated me. I had noticed that he became sweet in many ways. He kept on sending sweet text messages every hour of each day. Sometimes, we spent the whole day just exchanging text messages when we hadn’t seen each other. We talked everything we could think of.

Even when he was out of town, he was still keeping in touch with me. He would text me all the things that was happening in his day or whatever he could say. Or sometimes, when he was on date with his fiance, he would send me a message that they were talking about me. It was kinda sweet actually.

One time, he asked me to go to the mall, just to unwind. He asked me if it was okay to check the movies being shown. I said it was fine with me so we went there and checked it. He saw the movie “The Wedding Date” and said to me that the movie was good. He invited me to watch it and there we watched the movie.

During the movie time, he was sitting next to me, then, after some few moments, he would ask me what would happen next. Like playing a game to guess what would be the next thing to happen in the movie. He whispered to me that this was the way he and Ivy watched a movie.

After the movie, he asked me to go to Starbucks, take a coffee. I told him that I had no money to order such expensive coffee. He told me he would going to pay for it. He bought me a piece of strawberry cake since he knew it was my favorite and an iced coffee. We shared the strawberry cake like a good couple.

With these things, I was so confused. I never realized at first I was falling for him. I didn’t want to admit to myself that I was falling in love. Falling in love with my best friend and he had fiance. This would only complicate things. I didn’t want to risk our good friendship so I just kept it secret and just enjoyed the moment being with him.

Days passed and he stayed the same. He sent me sweet messages from morning up to evening. I would just see myself smiling in every message he sent me. Or sometimes, we would just hit the road, he drove his car while I was sitting next to him and holding his right hand for the entire road trip. Or had a stroll in the mall, and watched some movies together. I knew in my heart that I was really into him now. I was so happy because I was able to be with the two important persons in my life in one man, my best friend and the one I love.

We had spent 4 months of happy moments, doing the same thing. We never get bored. Sometimes, he spent most of his time with me rather than with his fiance. I knew he loved me the way I loved him although he never told me. It showed through his actions. As people often said, “action speaks louder than words”.

One night, I was already in my bed when I received a text message from him. He wanted me to meet him tonight. I asked him why, he just didn’t know the answer. All he knew he wanted to spend some more time with me. He also said that he was already in front of my house, when I looked at the window, I saw him inside his car, waiting…

I didn’t think twice, I dismounted myself from the bed, immediately dressed up and went to see him. I got inside the car and didn’t ask where we were going. He drove fast heading to his home. When we reached his house, we got down from the car and headed straight to his room. I placed myself on his bed while he switched on his television. Then, he sit next to me. He asked me if I wanted to watch a movie, I said whatever he wanted to watch. He got up and looked for a movie to watch but he didn’t find any so instead, he offered me some drinks.

He went outside to fetch some drinks. I felt nervous that time. It was my first time to be with him alone in his room. I didn’t know what to do. but I stayed relaxed. He came again holding bottles of San Mig lights. Although I was not drinking any alcohol, I took the bottle and sipped a little. He was also drinking. I was still sitting on the edge of his bed when he placed himself on it while his back rested on the headrest. He asked me to sit beside him. So I got up and drew myself near to him. We were sitting side my side now.

He asked me if he could hold me in his arms. I said okay. We laid on the bed while his arms were wrapped around me. I just laid there still. He look at me so passionately while his finger was caressing my lips. It seemed he liked to kiss me. I closed my eyes and said in a soft voice that I didn’t want this moment to end, that if we could stay forever like this. He said to me that he always dreamed of having me wrapped in his arms. And he didn’t want to end this moment either. We stayed still for a little while, listening to each other’s heart beat and feeling each other’s warmth. Then he looked at the clock, it read passed 12mn, so he held me so tight for the last time and said we had to go. He would drop me home now and he thanked me for staying with him that night.

The next morning, I didn’t received any message from him. I waited for him to message me first but the whole day, I didn’t got any from him. It seemed my day was not complete without his sweet messages. I felt so bored. There was a certain heavy feeling inside my heart. It made me sad and it seemed I wanted to cry. But I couldn’t do anything about it. He was just my best friend. The worst part was he had a fiance.

I didn’t know what happen after that. My whole world started to change. There was a massive ton of emptiness flowing inside my system. I didn’t know how to ease this feeling. I knew he was the only medicine for this incurable sickness I was dealing with right now. I wished he would come back and said to me how much he missed me. It was a wishful thinking but I was still hoping.

More days came but he still didn’t contacted me. Many questions lingered at the back of my mind. I didn’t know what I had done wrong for him to leave me half empty like this. I couldn’t bear it anymore. I messaged him first. I asked him why he was not contacting me for days now. He said he was just busy about his work and he was waiting for me to message him first. This excuse didn’t ease the unbearable pain I was feeling. He became so casual. There was no trace of sweetness coming from him anymore. We became same as we used to be, like normal friends, nothing special.

I wanted to see him, but he refused to meet me. I wanted to talk to him regarding our situation, but he didn’t want to see me. I was devastated for I didn’t know any reason. I asked him if he loved me, he replied he loved me but as a friend. There, I realized that what happen between us were nothing. That magical night we had shared was just a simple friendly bonding. I shouldn’t expect so much from him. I shouldn’t attach myself deeply from him. Now, I was all alone bearing the pain of loving him. I knew from the start that I would be experiencing this pain but I didn’t knew how soon it was. And I was not prepared to face this situation.

After many more days, he sent me a message and said that he wanted to meet me. I replied back immediately and asked when and where. He told me that he would going to pick me up at my house around six o’clock in the evening today. I was somehow uplifted knowing that I would be meeting him up again. I longed for this moment to come again. That we would going to spend time together, eat dinner together and the like. I was all prepared when he came to pick me.

I was so happy to see him again, but he looked so serious. He was so quiet that time. I asked him what happened he said he would gonna tell me everything when we reached the place. I didn’t have any idea where we were heading. I just let him drive. We reached the place. He ordered our dinner. I thought it would be the same, but this wasn’t right. He was so casual, unlike before when he was so full of sweetness. I was just staring at him, waiting for him to say something. He looked at me and held my hand. He apologized for not contacting me for almost two months. He said he was afraid to lose me but he knew what he had done would lead to losing me. He didn’t know what to think after the incident in his room. He felt ashamed for doing such acts. I told him that it was okay with, nothing happened actually but he was feeling the guilt. But I assure him that it was totally fine with me.

He also said to me that he loved me, more than a friend. When I heard that from him, I felt happy inside. But he told me that he would rather chose to stay as a friend with me than a lover. Because he was already engaged and he didn’t want to hurt people around him. He chose to stay in love with his fiance and chose me to be his best friend which was right for both of us. He couldn’t afford to lose our friendship. It hurt so much. My tears are continuously flowing from my eyes while hearing this harsh words from him. It seemed someone was stabbing my heart with a sharp knife. I didn’t want to understand but I think that would be the least thing I could do for him. After all, I came in his life when he was already committed.

We stayed friends. But I asked him to stay away from me for a while to mend my heart. He gave me the space I needed. Yet, often times, he was contacting me to know about me. I somehow managed to recover from the pain of loving him. I know for a fact that we were just friends, but what I felt for him was real and I know in my heart, what he showed to me was true. I tried to understand that he chose to stay in love with his fiance and stayed with me as a friend. But it didn’t mean that he didn’t love me. What I had realized from this situation was that he chose me to be his friend rather than being a lover so we could have a better relationship. He was afraid that if we became lovers, the relationship might not work and it would spoiled our beautiful friendship. And it would be hard to return the very same companionship we had. And it did. We somehow had a better relationship. That we were better off as friends than lovers. We had enjoyed the things both have always enjoyed doing, without having to think about the “what ifs” that could happen in a relationship. Love might have gone waste but our friendship still remained in tact. I had no regrets on what he had decided on both of us. We were back on each others arms. Maybe not as a lover but he’s my best friend again and I think would always be.


by: BHELAT

Anniversary

At long last, the moment I had been waiting for finally come. It was one of the happiest and most cherished moments of my life I anticipated to arrive. It was the day when Elmer and I had decided to tie the knot and exchanged our undying vows to each other in front of the altar. Today was our wedding anniversary!

I was sent to a distant place for quite a long time. And I longed so much to be home again. And I really missed Elmer.

I was standing at the facade of an average-sized white and blue colored bungalow house. I was wearing my usual white dress complemented with my two-inch high heeled sandals and some accessories like earrings and a very thin gold necklace with a four-leaf clover pendant. A white lace was ribbon my long black hair to make it looked tidier.

As I continued to gaze at the house, my heart throbbed so fast. I couldn’t explain the feeling inside me. I was happy but sad at the same time. I was happy because I could finally see Elmer again after a year long of being separated from him. I could look again at his cheerful face, which, I liked most from his features. I was sad, because I knew this moment would not last long.

The cold breeze of early autumn blew freely on my face. I closed my eyes and took a very deep breath while my right hand held the clover pendant on my bosom. It seemed like I was telling myself it was time to meet him now. After releasing that deep breath, I opened my eyes again, still holding the pendant, and I started to walk toward the not-so-high blue metal gate, but it was closed. I was about to press the doorbell button, when suddenly, it rung by itself.

“Wait a minute!” shouted a voice from inside the house.

I didn’t notice that a delivery guy was standing next to me. He was the one who pressed the button. I placed my look at him and it made me smile when I saw the bouquet of peach roses he was carrying. I knew Elmer ordered those roses for me. Those blossoms were my favorite. Did he know that I would be coming today? Did he prepare a surprise for me? It made my system more excited to know what he had prepared for our anniversary.

The sound of unlocking the gate distracted me from my deep contemplating and made my heart beat rapidly than ever. As the gate opened, a handsome brute appeared in front of me. He was wearing his medium-sized black long sleeves paired with his semi-slacked black pants. He did some effort in putting gel on his hair that made his appearance more stunning.

“You can go inside now. Just go straight from the door to the dining room and I’ll meet you there.” He said without looking at me.

The delivery boy walked inside and I came after him. As I entered the place, I was stunned. I really never imagined he had prepared for our anniversary to celebrate it. Petals of peach roses scattered all over the floor leading to the dining table. Lavender-scented candles lighted everywhere, making the room a dim-lit place which gave a very cozy and romantic feeling.

As I begun to take few steps to follow the sprinkled peach petals, the song “Lost in your eyes popularized by Debbie Gibson was being played. I couldn’t believe it. Was I just imagining or was this really happening? I pinched myself several times to check if I was just dreaming but all I could feel was the pain and all the things I was seeing were all real.

I continued to glide towards the dining table which located at the center of the room. He prepared a candle-lit dinner for two with bottle of champagne in an ice bucket filled with one-half ice and one-half water placed at the side of the table. He set the table with a white tablecloth accessorized with cloth napkins and nice dinnerware. An appetizing Caesar salad in a crystal bowl was the centerpiece that added a sensual touch to the table.

The room was so enchanted. It was full of our photos together attached all over the walls. At the other corner of the room, opposite to the table, a dark mahogany shelf glued on the wall. On the wooden shelf, several floating candles in small glasses partially filled with cranberry juice were set and on the center of it, a beautiful white porcelain vase stood firmly. Above the vase, there was a huge photo of me, framed and hanged on the wall.

The delivery boy stood still inside the room, amazed to what he was seeing. He waited for awhile until Elmer entered the place. He just passed in front of me and got himself seated on the chair facing at my hanged photo.

“You can place those flowers on the shelf, beside the vase.” he casted in a cold voice.

“Got it!” immediately responded the delivery boy as he placed the flowers on the shelf and then left the room when he got the payment.

“These are all for you, Baby” he said to me, but he was not looking at me, instead his eyes were fixed at the picture.

“Thank you!” I hastily replied as I continued to glue my gaze upon him.

He held the champagne and started to open it. He poured about an inch in each of the tulip glasses, allowing the froth to settle, and then, he filled the glasses to about two-thirds again. He grasped his glass, merely raised it toward my glass of champagne and immediately drunk his sparkling wine.

“For us… baby…” he whispered after drinking the wine. His gaze was stacked for a while at his empty tulip glass.

I invited myself to sit opposite to him. I fixed my eyes upon him. I didn’t say any word. I just looked at him. He seemed not happy to see me. He was so near yet his mind was aloof. I could not feel his presence. He changed totally. His cheerful face had turned into something more of a bitter and lonely person. I wished I could do something about it. I knew, he was devastated when we were separated. It was my destiny though, and I could not do anything about it except to embrace my fate. He thought I had left him. He believed that it was easy for me to desert him.

“I really missed you, Nikki. I really do…” he broke the silence between us.

“It really hurts inside since you’ve been gone…” he continued.

“I cannot do anything about it, Honey; it’s out of our control!” I replied.

“But it’s so unfair! How could we lose such a wonderful love? I don’t really understand it.” he reckoned.

I wanted to console him. I wanted to lock him up in my arms and would try to give him solace from this unbearable pain he was dealing with. I could not bear to witness him like this. He was so weak, so vulnerable from pain. He was so dull, no life at all. He was alive yet his life was no meaning. And it was all because of me…

My tears had begun to fall from my eyes. I was looking at him, witnessing his meaningless life. My heart couldn’t take it.

“I prepared your favorite dish, Caesar salad, here, taste it…” he grabbed a spoonful of fresh vegetables and placed it on my plate.

“I haven’t mastered yet its taste but it’s tolerable, hehehe…” he continued as he smiled forcibly.

I was just looking at him. He put enough vegetables on his plate for him to eat. Somehow, it gave a grin on my face seeing him exerting effort live a normal life. I hoped our meeting today would enlighten him to continue moving forward, that was to live in a positive way no matter what life would throw upon him. I would be happy then seeing him like that and I would feel that my visit here was worthy enough.

He had finished his salad. He took the table napkin and cleaned his lips with it. After doing so, he put it back on the table and stood up. I didn’t notice that the song “A love to last a lifetime” sung by Jose Mari Chan was filling the entire room. He walked toward me, and asked me to dance with him while his sight was glued to my photo.

He raised his right hand while he placed other hand around the waist level. I stood up immediately and sauntered toward him. I placed my left hand enough to feel the warmth of his right hand and I put my right hand on his broad shoulder. We danced gracefully within the room. His eyes were closed while mine were fixed upon him. We glided and glided until the song ended. Then, he stopped and left me all alone in the dinning room.

“Wait!” I shouted.

But he never stopped. He seemingly didn’t hear me calling him. Instead, he headed straight to the living room. He sat on the sofa comfortably and played video of our wedding.

I followed him at the living room. I placed myself next to him on the sofa. I could see myself so happy during our wedding. I heard him laugh when he saw the piece of cake I was about let him eat. It was a huge piece actually. And he laughed harder. It seemed like a pleasant music to hear his laughter again. It felt like old times. I missed that laughter…

The guests were now clanking their glasses on the video, asking us spare a long kiss to each other. I was enjoying watching the moment when suddenly, the television was turn off. He switched it off and threw the remote toward the small screen.

I turned my look at him. He stood up still, his head facing the floor but his eyes were closed. I looked at him and saw tears flowing down.

“I don’t deserve this” he said out of the blue.

I dismounted myself from the sofa and went near him. I was about to spare him a hug when he turned his back at me and walked away. He climbed the stairs until he disappeared from my sight.

I let myself seated again on the sofa. I surveyed the entire living room. The coffee table at the right corner caught my attention. I went toward it and checked the papers on it. Something scribbled on each paper. I read the top page…

“baby, I really miss you so much… I wish you were here… I have hard time facing tomorrow all alone… I really don’t know what to do… I’m so lost without you…”

I was petrified after reading his letter. I had no idea how lost he was when I left him. I should not leave him. I should have asked to stay with him a longer time. I should have shared a lot of moments with him. But I never did. I just accepted the fact that I was leaving him that time. I closed my eyes and let the tears fell unstoppably.

I held my head up high and asked God to help me make everything alright for him. I followed Elmer upstairs. I guessed he already finished his shower because he was already in his pajamas and hitting the sack. I sat on the side of the bed, took off my sandals and laid next to him. I looked him sleep first; then, I kissed him and closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw him looking straight at me. He flashed his sweetest smile and said…

“Thanks for this wonderful gift! Thanks for coming back into my life!”

I gave him a smile as my reply to what he just said. I placed my fingers on his head and started to brush his hair. He moved nearer to me and locked me up on his built arms. He kissed me so passionately, his lips running down the side of my pale neck in a trail of kisses down to my collar bone. Feeling the heat rising between us, leading to lose our sanity and drove us to an intimate act of love that only couple could share.

We ended catching our breath on each other’s arms. He was above me, sunk his head over my bosom while I laid comfortably beneath his heavenly body. He paused for a while, then, he lifted his head to look me up. He smiled at me in sweetest manner he could give me. I gazed upon his lovely face for an instant, savoring this magical moment were his eyes were half closed while his moist lips were parted slightly.

He pulled me again for another round of passionate kisses and embraces. Claiming to taste what he only wished truly belonged to him. But he knew this moment would diminish soon.

“I wish I could lock you up forever in my arms.” he whispered.

“So do I” I replied.

We were lying on the bed, his arms wrapped around me while I leaned on his muscular body. Our eyes were closed, savoring this moment once more.

“Hon, promised me to let go of me and start moving on. Make your life meaningful again. I came today to help you make your life right.” I told him

“Promise me, when we both open our eyes, pursue a fruitful life. I will always be at your side, Honey…” I continued

“I promised…” he replied.

I inhaled so deep before opening my eyes again. When I opened my eyes, I was already standing firmly on the floor, watching Elmer while he took a deep sleep. I smiled while looking at him. I turned my back and started to walk away when I suddenly heard something. I faced him back and saw Elmer talking while he was asleep.

“I will always love you, my Baby princess… Don’t worry, I will fulfill my promise…” he uttered.

I moved toward him, flexed my body to reach his head and gave him a kiss on his lips. A soft chill just passed by. Then, a blinding light just glared behind me.

“It’s time… Nikki” said the mysterious voice.

“I know…” as I turned myself to face the man who owned the voice.

“And I am ready…” I continued.

A glare of light was blinding me. I could only see a silhouette of a winged-man. His right hand was extended to me. I knew he was looking straight at me. I took few steps on the way to his place. I raised my hand to reach his hand. And we walked in the light until we disappeared into the thin air…


By Bhelat

SECOND CHANCE

I had a perfect life. I had achieved everything I wished and everything was completely going the way I wanted it to go. I had a very stable career, good health, loving families and friends and most of all, a perfect love. After spending many intimate moments with the wrong ones, I finally ended with my Mr. Right, Sam, my current boy friend.

But what would you do if you accidentally bumped into your ex-boy friend amidst the crowded street on a busy day?

Here’s the scenario, I was with Sam, walking along the street packed with mixed people after work to find a place where we could share our dinner together. I initially grabbed his hand as we continued to saunter. He put his arm around my shoulder as I wrapped my arm around his waist. We were so focused on each other that world around us blurred like felt tip pen on a wet piece of paper. It was simply romantic. Then suddenly, someone unintentionally hit me hard on the shoulder and I stopped walking.

“Ouch!” I shouted as I removed my hand from Sam’s waist and placed it to my hit shoulder.

“What’s your problem, Pare!” Sam reckoned as he turned to the guy who hit me.

“Its okay, Sam” I told him.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to…” said the familiar voice coming from the guy.

“No worries, I feel fine.” I said as I turned around to face the guy who bumped me. And to my surprise, I saw the person I least expected to meet on a busy street. It was Red, my ex-boyfriend. I was stunned seeing him standing in front of me.

And as our eyes locked up, the world around us suddenly vanished in an infinite darkness. Only I and Red were left in the dark. I was four-foot away from his place as we both stood motionless in a little spotlight over us. I felt the world was revolving so fast as we continued to stare at each other and suddenly gave me a motion sickness.

“Are you okay?” Sam’s voice just brought me back to my senses.

“I’m… I’m great actually!” I replied as I nodded without looking Sam because my gaze was still frozen at Red.

“I’m definitely fine!” I told him, now looking at Sam, making a fake smile, held his left arm and invited him to leave the place.

“I’m sorry Trish!” Red uttered as he tried to follow me.

I dragged Sam faster into the crowd so that Red would not be able to catch us up. I knew Sam had already realized that the guy who bumped me accidentally was Red.

Sam walked me home that night. It would give him a peace of mind to know that I had reached home safe and Red had not followed me. And he ensured that I was okay.

I thanked him for accompanying me up to my house. I even invited him to have some coffee inside but he refused. He told me to take a rest instead after what had happened in the road a while ago.

He knew about Red by stories but he never really met him by face. But I could read on his face that he was feeling jealous. And he never questioned me for anything as we walked home. He just stayed quiet. I knew in my heart that he wanted to talk about it but he never did. He knew how I had loved my ex-boyfriend. He witnessed those times I cried when I and red broke up. He became my shoulder to cry on during those moments I was seeking for comfort. He was my punching bag in times I needed to release my frustrations toward my broken relationship with Red.

He held my hands so tight and spared them a long comforting kiss. I knew he was still bothered by the incident, and I could see how afraid he was to lose me in his life. I held his cheeks, lifted his face to gaze me and gave him a passionate kiss. Then, I stared at him for a while and smiled to assure him that everything would be alright. He understood what I meant by that and I got a sweet smile from him. He hugged me so close and bade me goodbye after.

I stayed outside for more minutes and watched Sam as he left me until he disappeared from my sight.

Afterward, I decided to go inside to give myself a good rest for the night.

The next morning, I woke up feeling uneasy. I looked at the clock and it read 7:30 am, I struggled to get up from my bed and hit the shower. I would be late for sure, but still, I was not in a hurry to prepare myself for work. I stayed a minute longer under the shower and let myself totally soaked. My thoughts then wondered again to the unexpected incident yesterday. Why did it affect me that much? I knew I had moved on already and I loved Sam so much now. But I couldn’t help myself not to think about Red. The way he looked at me yesterday was so unexplainable. I couldn’t even feel the anger I once felt when he left me. What if we met not on the busy street, full of mixed people but on a serene and cozy place? Would there be something good to happen between us? Honestly, I wanted to taste again his cherry lips. How I wish I could experience again the exhilarating bliss it rendered…

My mind kept wonder and wonder but it was diverted again into reality when my mobile rang. I realized that I was still in the shower. So I immediately got off the shower, took a towel to dry myself and got dressed for my work. After that, I held my mobile and checked who texted me. Sam had sent me a text message and he wanted to pick me up later after work and had dinner together. I didn’t reply to his message until I reached my office.

I received around 20 missed calls from Sam when I checked my mobile. I didn’t know why i hadn’t heard it ringing. My mind was not really in a state of functioning properly. I was not in the mood to work today. I kept on thinking about Red. Did I really move on? Or was I just fooling myself that i did?

As I continued to ask these questions to myself, I remembered the moment that Red and I was breaking up. It was his birthday that time and we were dinning in a fancy restaurant to celebrate his big day. We were so intimate and we spent a dinner for two with white champagne all over and a romantic music background. He even invited me to dance, never knowing that it would be my last dance with him.
In the dance floor, we glided and glided so graceful until the music died. How I wished it didn’t end, because it was the beginning of our broken relationship. He held me close to him and whispered into my ear that he was breaking up with me. I laughed at first and asked him if that was a joke. He looked at me straight in the eye and just shook his head.

It broke my heart. Tears fell from my eyes. My mind got blank. As if my world was tearing apart. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t bear the pain. It’s killing me inside…

Out of control, i slapped him so hard and didn’t even utter a single word. Then, I turned away from him and ran outside the place. I knew he didn’t even bother to follow me that moment.

It was raining hard but I didn’t mind it at all. Instead I kept on running away from that place until I reached the waiting shed. I was so confused and soaking wet. I took a seat and waited for a bus or cab, unfortunately, I didn’t catch any that night. And there, I sobbed harder than ever. I felt so cold and lonely…

I heard footsteps. But I didn’t even bother to look who came to share with me the shed. I kept on crying but I knew someone was in front of me. To my surprise, a guy just had handed me his white handkerchief. I stopped crying for a while and lifted my gaze to face the guy. There I met Sam. he was wearing his khaki jeans and white long sleeves that suited his angelic face. He came at the right time when I really needed someone to rely on. He just listened to me that moment. We were totally strangers. I was so vulnerable that time but he never took advantage of me. He was a perfect gentleman.

After that moment, Red didn’t communicate with me. I guessed he totally ended our relationship. I hadn’t heard anything from him except that he went abroad with his ex-fiancé. It hurt so much losing the one you had love so much. But there was an old saying that when you lose someone, there comes a better one. I guessed that what had happen to me. I lost Red but there came Sam.

He came into my life at the very right time. He was a stranger who became a good friend for almost a year. We got along fine. We always met up after work to have a dinner together and updated each other’s happenings. He was never tired of listening to my mushy stories about the heart breaks and heart aches. Somehow, he helped me coped up with my life. He helped me fixed my broken soul and brought back my shuttered world and made it a better one by loving me unconditionally.

“Hey, Trish, are you okay? You seemed not well” Nimfa asked me as she distracted my deep sentiments and diverted my thought back to reality.

“Yeah… never been better…” I looked at her, wide eyes and nodded.

“Indeed you are my dear. Meet me for lunch and we’ll have a little chitchat about it.” she replied while tapping me on my shoulder and left me.

“By the way, Sam called many times, asking for you. Give him a call okay?” she continued as she headed her way to her desk.

She really knew what words to choose to uplift me and I was in mind-trouble. By the way, Nimfa was my best friend. We’ve been friends since college and we even tried to have the same company to work on after graduation. And we did.

At lunch time, I and Nimfa met at the canteen. We ordered our lunch first at the counter and went to the empty table after paying our dues. As we sit, we placed our trays on the table. She just stared at me, waiting for me to start the conversation.

“So what is this all about then?”” she started impatiently.

“Nothing!” I rapidly responded, dodging her glances.

“I know something’s bothering you, you met him already?”

“Huh? Is there something I should know?” I asked confusedly.

“Oopppssss! Sorry! Nothing!”

“You know Red is here?”

“Uh-uh,,, Yeah!” she answered in a low voice.

“Why you didn’t tell me?” my pitch was starting to get high.

“I think you don’t need to know.”

“And why so?”

“You have Sam already. And I know you’re happy with him.” She replied.

I kept quiet after hearing those words from her. She was absolutely right. I had Sam now, and I should not mind about Red. But I couldn’t help not to.

“I met him already. No, he accidentally bumped me yesterday on the busy street.” I broke the silence now.

“Yeah, I know, he already told me yesterday. He called me actually.”

“And you didn’t… grrr!!!”

“I didn’t want you to get confused that’s why I didn’t tell you”

“Confuse for what?”

“Don’t you see yourself now? You’re telling me you’re okay but the truth is you’re not!”

“Maybe you’re just over reacting” I defended myself from her accusations.

She just looked at me. She didn’t say anything. I knew she was right about me. I was just convincing myself that I was okay, but the truth was, I was too much affected when I met Red accidentally on the road. No matter how I convinced myself that I had already moved on, I couldn’t faced the fact that I still had this feeling for him.

“Do you believe in the old cliché, that when you love someone, you have to set him free, and if he comes back, you’re meant to be?” out of nowhere I asked Nimfa.

“I’ll ask you the same question, do you believe on that?” she asked.

I didn’t answer her. I just stared at her, trying to read her reaction from her face. But she was just looking straight at me. I knew, she was also thinking deeply about my situation.

“If you do believe on that, meet Red. Gosh! I should not be saying this. It will make your life complicated more.” She told me.

“He keeps on calling me, asking for you number or your address. I don’t want to give him the details, but the way I see it right now. I know you wanted to talk to him. Think about it seriously, Trish, and be mature on the decision that you’ll gonna take.” She told me in a serious tone while she was handing me a folded paper she got from her purse. Then, she stood up and left.

I looked at the paper for a long time. And thought about the question I casted to Nimfa a while ago. What if he came back to fix what he had broken. And to continue the love he ended before. What if we were really meant for each other? What if this was the second we were waiting for our love to work out? Do I have to let it pass then?

I reached for the paper and unfolded it. My hearts beat so fast. i didn’t really know what i was thinking then. i didn’t want to open it but i had no control against myself at that very moment. My hands were shaking while unfolding the paper. Then, i started to read what was written on it.

It was Nimfa’s penmanship, I could tell by the way the words were being written. I guessed she wrote the message that Red wanted to say to me. He wanted me to meet him on wednesday, which was tomorrow at the park around six o’clock in the afternoon.

I thought about it the whole day. I even forgot to call or message Sam because my mind was ocupied by the thought of meeting Red. I didn’t even remember that he would gonna meet me after work and walked me home.

I went home early today, not realizing that Sam would be waiting for me outside my office. And I didn’t even bother to call him for that matter. I Knew, I was bad for that, but you would never thought of it when you were caught up a complicated situation like this. I knew, it was not really complicated, I was the one making it complicated actually. I could choose now to end everything, but the thing was, it was very hard to make a simple decision. Because a simple decision for this matter would change everything; as in a total change for my life.

I reached home and I was feeling so tired. I headed straight to my room, dropped my bag near to the bed side and laid my back on the bed restlessly. I stared blankly at the ceiling while scrutinizing about the Red’s note earlier. Suddenly, my phone rang. I was too lazy to get up from the bed, so what i did was, extended my left arm to reach my bag and got my phone inside it. It was Sam, who was making my phone ringing. I just looked at it until it rang off. Then, I received a message. I open the message and it said,

“Whatever decisions you’ll gonna make, I will respect it. I’ll just give you the space you wanted for now.” a message from Sam.

With that, I had made a decision. I would going to meet Red. Maybe, this was the time that I had been waiting for both of us. Maybe this time, we could work it out.

The next morning, I went early to the office. Somehow, I was feeling okay. I was in a mood to work. And actually, I had finished all my pending works for today. After work, I went to the place where I was going to meet up Red.

He was already there, sitting on one of the benches at the park. When he saw me, he immediately stood up and walked near me. He tried to give me a friendly kiss but i refused. Instead, I walked past him and headed straight toward the bench and sit on it. He followed my lead nad sit beside me.

“Thanks for coming today.” he started.

“Why did you come back into my life?” i replied instead.

“I wanted to fix what I left behind that time”

“I’m okay now, can you see? Im happy with Sam already.”

“I still love you!” he said.

“And why did you leave me then?”

“I thought I love Lisa more than you. But when we both reached California, I realized it was you that I love.” he uttered.

“I broke up with her and tried to contact you. But i think you changed you number then and so does Nimfa. tha’s why I hadn’t any communication with you.” he continued.

“Why would I believe you now?”

“I know you would not believe me about this but that’s the truth. I’m still in love with you, Trisha.”

I couldn’t stand this any longer. It seemed my heart wanted to burst. What if everything he was telling me now were all true. What if, this was the moment I had been waiting for. Maybe, this was another chance to continue what we had left behind. I kept on scrutinizing the situation. I couldn’t bear to hear another sweet word from him. Because, if I did listen one more of his sweet words, I would going to fall for him again.
I really couldn’t take it so I stood up. And started to walk away from him. But he was behind me, immediately got hold of my right hand and pulled me back. I stopped for a minute, closed my eyes and took a deep breath. My heart was beating so rapidly. I was so confused. I didn’t really know what I was feeling at this very moment. I knew I still loved him and I was so delighted to finally see him again. I had waited patiently for this day that he would come again in my life and held my hand so tight.

I missed his touched. The way his hand touched my hand, it suddenly brought back the emotion I once invested on him. I didn’t realized that my cheeks were already wet with my tears when I opened my eyes again. He was still holding my right hand so firmly. My heart was telling me to face him and spare a tight embrace around his neck. I couldn’t suppress what my heart was telling me. I didn’t have the strength actually to fight what my stupid heart really wanted.

I decided to eventually face him while he was still holding my right hand. Then, I looked at his angelic face and straight at his big almond shaped brown eyes. I started to lift my right hand slowly. When it was almost leveled to my chest, I suddenly swayed it downward with force, so as to remove his firmed grip in my hand. I slowly took some few steps backward away from from him. But my gaze was still upon him, just like giving myself a chance to see him for the last time as a bid him goodbye.

“Make me your world again!” Red shouted. when a was around 6 steps away from him

I suddenly stopped taking steps upon hearing him. I stared at him for quite a long time and started to say something.

“Honestly, no one had replaced you. You’re still my world, Red.” I told him

“I’ve waited for this moment to come. That you’re in front of me, saying sweet words like you used to do…” I paused.

“I’ve realized that i still loved you, and you’re my only world… but… things are different now. I’ve realized also… that i… love… Sam more… and he’s my universe now.” I said to Red confidently.

Then, I turned my back at him and started to walk away. In an instant, i felt light inside. I took a deep breath and I smiled. The emotional burden inside me has finally vanished from my heart. I felt free at last from the shadows of my past.

“Don’t you want to take a second chance with me? What if you and I were really meant for each other?” he pressed insistently.

I stopped walking hearing those words from him. I turned to see him again and walked toward him. I held his hand so tight and said to him in a low voice…

“I want to take that second chance… not with you… but with SAM!”

This time, i really walked away from him. I never looked back. I continued walking away from. He kept on calling my name, begging me to come back with him. Then, I smiled, got the phone on my purse and dialed Sam’s number. It was ringing and he answered.

“Hello?” he said

“Hey, it’s me!” I replied.

He didn’t answer. He kept quiet when he heard my voice. I guessed he was waiting for me to say something sensible. So, I didn’t waste the time and started to tell him the things I wanted to say to him.

“I know you’re mad at me for not answering your calls nor replying to your messages… and I’m so sorry for that… sincerely… I’ve just realized that… from all that i have been through these past days… It was you that I wanted to take that second chance… not with Red.. but with YOU… and I hope you will let me take it with you?”

He still didn’t answer. I kept quiet as well, waiting for him to say something. Then,

“Is that all you can say?” he said.

“I’m glad you wanted to take that chance with me” he continued.

I was so happy. I was in tears when he accepted my apology. I knew from that moment, he was the one I wanted to spend forever with…


by: Bhelat23

THE ONE I LOVE MOST

Have you ever been in love with someone else? Have you experienced the good in your heart caused by love? A magical feeling we can’t describe, isn’t it?

The feeling of being in love is a fine sentiment deep inside us. It makes us feel right, like floating in the cloud nine. It somehow adds rhymes and colors to our lives. It inspires our imaginative thinking to dream and our motivation to beautiful life. For love is the music of our soul, the rhythm in our life, the harmony of my heart…

I never expected to meet him as I continue to stride my constant journey through the long road of life. I think it was late afternoon on September 2002 to be exact when our roads met. That was the time when our cable network was connected to our television set. He might be simple at first yet he was full of surprises.

As time passed by, I became closely committed to him. I didn’t even remember the day when I devoted myself to him. He was always on the list of my daily routine. I never gave myself a chance without spending a time with him. It was as if I couldn’t live without him because he was one of a kind. I would always gain knowledge every day we were together. I always got a one-way conversation with him. He told me everything I already knew. I owed him all the knowledge and information that I’ve been learning recently. He always had different stories to tell each passing day, from the simplest things to the most scientifically complicated technology. He always made each conversation a memorable one.

Sometimes, he will treat me to a romantic dinner with the most delightful dishes and delicacies in the most expensive hotels and restaurants around the globe. Then, he will invite me to a trip for two to five continents of the world to taste the nature’s glory. Like when we went to China to see one of the wonders of the world, which is the Great Wall of China. Then we moved to the old Forbidden City in Beijing that was built so long ago. A week after, we, together with my family, went to Egypt to witness the Great Pyramid and the Statues of the Pharoahs. Afterwards, we visited the old ruined city made with spectacular buildings and temples of the ancient Mexico, the Stone Henge located somewhere in Europe, and a lot more. One thing that made our trip more exciting was that he always had interesting stories to tell about the country’s secrets. He never hesitated to mingle with different people, asking the origin of their homeland and talking with them about the history of their country, their cultures, beliefs and traditions.

Sometimes, we spent our vacation to have pleasure and excitement. I can still remember when we were in Las Vegas, the Pleasure Capital of the world. I’d enjoyed the fascinating world of fun and games. Those glamorous city lights glimmered in front of my enthralled eyes that made me experience the magnificence of nightlife. On how I enjoyed riding those breath-taking and heart-pumping roller coaster rides just like the pleasant heavenly taste caused by the man-made adrenaline rushing machines. Or at times we would go for a beach escapades for self-relaxing, spending most of the time under the heat of the scorching sun while lying on a tropical hut with sun block lotion covering my entire body. Moreover, feeling the cool breeze of the seashore while walking barefooted on the sandy seaside. Listening to the soothing sound of the ocean while the sky is perfect. Subsequently, surfing on the high tides of the sea of Hawaii for more adventures.

For every enjoyable trip, romantic cruises and sumptuous dinners around the world were all his expenses. He treated me those expensive delicacies in every invitation to the first class hotels and restaurants in the world. We had the luxurious air flights and classy cruises during our vacation and the beach retreats for our escapades and the eccentric breaks in the different countries to witness some interestingly odd events and special festivity. He paid all those hotel accommodations and other expenditures with his own cash.

It is really fantastic to be with him. He is indeed a nature lover. He appreciates the beauty of Mother Earth and the man-made high technological structures. He adores the wonderful world of beauty, charms and adventures. He feels the simplest life and lives it with risky but exciting activities. He is like a thirsty traveler hungry for the taste of adventure or a globe trekker traveling the earth to witness the grandeur and glory of the world’s best endowment to humanity. He likes journeying in the forbidden tracks just to reveal the awaiting secrets of the world. Nonetheless, he loves nature tripping and enjoying the adventure in every excursion.

I think I am deeply in love. Undeniably, I am poorly passionate on it. The delightful feeling I’ve always felt when I spent some times with him. As if I couldn’t take my eyes on him every time he passed me by. I like hearing those interesting stories he has for me. The things he has said and done that made me fall in love with him. He is like my city cab driving me out from the highroads and highways to the bad streets and boulevards of the well-known cities. He is simply the best. He is my passport to the destination discovery. He is indeed my favorite channel in cable network, the Discovery Travel and Adventure channel. And I love watching it, my one true love…


by: BHELAT

Tree House

It was the day I had been longing for all ages. I immediately got up from the bed, which is situated at the right corner, opposite to it was a window, and I headed to the redwood-coloured chair beside the coffee table at the center of the room. I sat for awhile and looked at the small box placed on the table top as I laid my hand gently on it.

The sunlight slanting through my window touched the wooden floor of my tree house. The light was luminous and magical, filling the room with its warmth. It was a sunny morning and I welcomed the day with a smile on my face. I could see face to face through my window the tiny birds sitting side by side on the twigs, chirping freely and fluttering all around. It gave a pleasantly soothing feeling to my whole being hearing the songbirds singing. The gentle warmth of the sunlight brightened each leaf of the giant sycamore tree as it touched the leaves. I am really overwhelmed with joy to see the new fresh morning. Witnessing the beauty of the glittering dews on the leaves and viewing the clouds in their majestic forms.

I prepared myself in a little while. It was a special day for our family. I took my morning warm bath and get dressed afterward. And climb down from my tree house to see my mom if she’s already awake. She’s already in the kitchen and arranged the food. I never realized that she would prepare variety of scrumptious dishes today. I thought we would have a simple family gathering. She cooked all my favourite dishes.

She invited few guests, who were mostly close to our family. And they came actually, sharing their time to celebrate one of the important happenings in our lives. After all, we considered them really part of our family. So, I met my aunts in the living room. They haven’t changed a bit, they were still the Tita’s I’d known, bubbly and they had too much stories or chicas to tell. I had no ideas of what they were talking right now, so I better got off from them before I involved myself from their unending tittle-tattling. On the other part of the house, I saw my college friends. I know they were waiting for me now, so I went to their place to say hi. And to cope up with their lives now, I hadn’t seen them for almost 2 years, since we graduated. The way I see them right now, I could tell that they were okay and successful with their chosen career. I was glad they came here to visit me.

After awhile, people started to leave our place. I was still waiting for someone very close to my heart, but up to now, he’s not here. I guessed he would not come. So, after meeting all my friends and relatives, I decided to go back to the tree house to relax. I was so tired entertaining them, so I better took a nap for a while. I guessed no one would come now at this time.

I went to our yard and headed to where the giant sycamore stood. I scampered ahead and clambered up in a slanted ladder and ended at a platform surrounded by a four-foot high railing. In front of me stood the wooden door of my tree house, where it nested on the tree’s broad thick branches. I opened the door and immediately went straight to the bed. I laid for a while in my bed and looked blankly at the ceiling. And then, my visions started to get blurry…

I saw myself walking on the street with my friends looking a place to eat. I guessed that was around late afternoon. It was almost dark and the street lamps were already been turned on to light the roadsides. We continued walking until we reached the El Patio Restaurant, and we hurriedly went inside it. As we walked inside the Patio, I was busy talking to one of my friends and never minding the people inside the venue. As I turned around, I was surprised to see Mark inside the El patio. By the way, Mark was my boyfriend. He was with another girl inside our favourite dinning place. And he was embracing her. My friends stood quiet as they witnessed the unfaithfulness of my boy friend. Mark accidentally saw me. I immediately went outside the place, followed by my friends to console me. He stood up and run after me as well. I tried to get a cab but no taxi available during these peak hours. I found it hard to get one. He was already beside me and trying to explain about what I had seen inside the restaurant. I didn’t want to hear to what he would gonna say to me. He held me close to calm me but I tried to let go from him. I did let go from him and run to the other side of the road, the place became was so dark… I could see nothing…

“Knock, knock” a big sound woke me from my deep sleep. I immediately sat on my bed with sweats all over my face. I thought I was having again a bad dream.

“You can come inside, she’s waiting for you!” said my Mom

“Okay Tita, thanks!” replied the guy.

As he opened the door, I hurriedly sat on the chair beside the table. My heart throbbed so fast when I saw Mark standing in front of me. He was bringing a bouquet of peach roses, my favourite. He still looked the same, having those dark brown eyes, that when he smiled, his eyes sparkled. And that lips that was crimson in colour, it bore the sweetest kiss ever. But, he looked so serious. He was in pain. He gazed the entire place and seated to the chair opposite to mine.

“Hi!” he said while taking a seat.

“Hello” I replied back.

He seated himself in front of me. He placed the bouquet on the table. He put his hand on the table and gently touched the small box. He looked at the picture frame next to the small box.

“I’m sorry I don’t know what I’m doing here” he started.

“Tell me then, why did you come back?” I asked.

“It’s been a while, since we have talked.” He continued

“Yeah, you never showed after the incident.” I said

“I tried to come in your house after that, but I know, you and your family don’t want me to see, so I went to States to cool myself down and the issue between us, Heidi”

“You should have called, Mark”

“I don’t have the strength to call and explain to your parents about what happen that time. I knew they were very angry about it.

“Yeah, they were actually. But that was past, they have accepted it already.”

“About the girl you saw, the last time we see each other.”

“I don’t need to know, let’s forget about her!

“You should know about it, it will give me a peace of mind to explain it to you.”

“Stop it please!” I said while placing my hand on the table with pressure. It seemed he didn’t hear me.

He lowered his gaze. Grabbed my picture and held it tight. He was crying I guessed. His voice was trembling. I could feel the pain he was facing right now. I wanted to hold him close to absorb the pain he was experiencing. But I remained still in my place looking at him.

“The girl you saw with me that time was Anne. She came from States during those moments. And I was just trying to show her around the place.” He continued

“I don’t want to listen to it, Mark. Stop it now.” I insisted.

He continued to tell about her. I stood and turned my back on him, lowered my gazed

“I never told you about her because I knew you will not listen to me. So I kept it secret. But, please believe it. There’s nothing going on between us. And there will never be.”

I was stunned hearing those words from him. After witnessing them how intimate they could be that time. Now, he was saying that nothing was going on between them. I didn’t want to believe it but I could feel in his voice the sincerity. My heart was saying to believe to his words but my mind was controlling my entity. I stayed still and stubborn over him.

“She was the girl that my parents settled me to marry. But I had explained to her that I will not marry her because you’re the one I love. That’s why we were there at El Patio. She understood it because she also had boyfriend that time and she loved him so much. We agreed not to continue about the settlement that’s why she hugged me.”
“Please believe me. I don’t need you to forgive me. All I need from you is to believe what I am saying right now. It will give me a peace of mind.”

I looked at him and seated myself on the chair again. He was kneeling, asking for forgiveness now. His head was leaning on the table while his two hands were holding the small box.

I was starting to have sympathy over him. Seeing how painful he was facing right now, it hurt so badly. I couldn’t control the tears to fall from my eyes.

“I never stopped loving you, Heidi!” he said as he settled himself again to his seat.

I was speechless and I just looked at him. I felt as if I was in the Twilight Zone. I started to feel light. The grudge I’m holding on for a long time here in my heart started to melt away, instead, love was filling the space in my heart once again.

“I will never forget that painful day, when we were fighting and you run away from the other side of the road.” He continued.

“Yeah, it was a bad dream. And it keeps on haunting me day by day, actually.” I answered.

“I’m so sorry if you got bumped with the car as you turned to walk away from me. I never thought it will end like that, I should have embraced you tightly so that you didn’t have that accident.” he started to cry again.

“I’t’s okay, Mark. I feel alright now, never better actually.

He got up from the chair. Place the picture frame again on the table beside the small box and put properly the bouquet of flowers on the table. He looked at me for a minute longer, and then he closed his eyes and paused for a while.

“I know it’s too late to continue what we have before. After that incident, a lot of things changed between us. I guess I’ll be marrying Anne. She broke up with his boy friend now. I had no choice but to do the settlement between our parents. Anyway, she liked it as well. I’m so sorry.” he said in a low trembling voice. He was still not recovering from his grief.

“Yeah, it’s too late for us. I have my own life now and you should also move on, Mark. I know Anne will be a better wife on you”

I had accepted our fate. And it felt good to forgive him. I felt free at last from the painful past. I guessed I’m just waiting for him to show up, talked to me and asked for my forgiveness. My soul was rejuvenated again.

“I know in my heart you have forgiven me. I can have the peace of mind now. Even if I’m gonna marry someone else now, you’re still the one I love… forever… Heidi…”

I stood up and walked toward him. I embraced him as tightly as I could but I just passed through him. He felt a sudden chill and immediately opened his eyes and looked around the place. I knew in my heart he felt my last embrace for it gave him the goose bumps.

“I can now have the peace in my life. Thanks Mark and I will always love you.” I whispered.

He turned himself away from me and walked toward the door. He climbed down the ladder. I went toward the window and looked at him for the last time. Then suddenly, I saw myself suddenly disappearing from the air as the sky above showered me with warmth and peaceful light. I looked up and smiled as the angels escorted me to a place of vast clouds as they sang some holy songs. I was ready to go with them. I guessed it’s my time to let go and moved on to the eternal peace in heaven…


By Bhelat

On the Bench

It was an ordinary day. Jasmine was lying on her bed, which were situated on the center of her room. She surveyed its four corners to crack something out and ease the boredom she was feeling. Then, her sight was stuck at the picture frame displayed on the study table, which stood on the right side of the area, for awhile. It was a photo of her with Andrew, her fiance, standing at the facade of their school. They were happy on the picture - her head on Andrew’s shoulder and his right hand around her waist. They were such a perfect couple.

Her body dismounted from the bed and she found herself seated on the chair beside the study table. She leaned her back heavily against the backrest. She could see through the window, which was just above the table, how bad the weather was. It was raining very hard. The cold wind blew freely through her window that gave a chilly atmosphere in her room. She threw her sight at the picture frame for a whil. Then, her right hand began to reach for it. and the moment her hand touched the frame, she grabbed it and she held it in her arms, - her eyes were closed. Her sentiments took her sanity away. It led her to think of her fiance.

Finally, the rain had stopped when she came back to her senses. The rays of the sun was already caressing her skin. But how come she was still feeling odd? She was feeling something inside her heart that she couldn’t really explain. She didn’t know how to express it. She quivered as she thought of it. Then, she started to get jaded. She wished that her fiance was on her side to accompany her. She longed for his company though they were together all day yesterday and they had so much fun.

Jasmine decided to go to her little garden. She could smell the sweet scent of the flowers, which gave her a relaxing sensation as she walked toward it. The garden was filled with full-bloomed beautiful flowers. The rain had cleaned the entire area and brought back its beautiful colors. Butterflies and bees started to fly around the place. She felt like she was half way to heaven. She could almost experience the sweet taste of nirvana. it seemed like a lost paradise in a deserted island.

In the middle of the garden stood an oak tree. Behind this majestic tree rested a small wooden bench. The bench was the sole witness of her struggle to the furies of life - her solitude to heal the wounds of the heart. The tree shaded her from the blazes of the sun when she rested on her friend, the bench.

She stood beside the tree. She leaned her back on its rough trunk and she closed her eyes - arms staright, open palms on the tree. Then, she took a deep breath - smelling the delicate scent of her little paradise. She opened her eyes and gazed far away. She just felt the moist of her tears on her rosy cheeks. She couldn’t stop them from falling. She was impassive for a while, while the wind caressed her body. Her body become numb. She couldn’t understand why she w feeling this way. At the back of her mind, she perfectly understood that everything was very strange.

“Jasmine…”

She heard a gentle voice spoke her name behind the tree where she stood. It brought her back to her sense as if she wa backt to her old self again.

“Who could that person be?” she thought.

She knew that voice. It sounded familiar to her petty ears. Without a doubt, she excitedly went to the place where the voice came from to see who owned it. Unfortunately, she did not see hen she reached the place. She was fully disappointed. Could it just be her imagination? Definitely not! She heard the voice vividly. She searched the place but no one was there. Then, she convinced herself that ’twas just her imagination.

She settled herself on the bench. She let out a long slow breath and stared up at the brialliant blue sky. this day had never been the same to her. She could feel the tension of something she was not sure of. And she was really bothered by the voice she heard awhile ago. What did that mean? Why was everything was so confusing to her? It was not a good day.

She kept her mind busy - thinking about the familiar voice that she didn’t even notice the things around her. Surprisingly, a hand holding a peach rose, which was coming from her back, appeared in front of her, which distracted her piece of sentiment. She turned around to see who the person was. She was surprised when she saw Andrew’s face. She knew it. It wa her fiance. Now, all the strange feelings she had felt vanished. His presence eased her loneliness and gave her security. She held the peach rose and smelled its fragrance. Then, she looked at him again. She gave him a smack and embraced him tightly. All she could feel was happiness.

“You look stunningly beautiful…” he casted.

” How long have you been standing there?” she asked.

“About a couple of minutes ago, I guess…”

“I thought you were going to drive your cousin back to Manila?”

“It was cancelled,” he immediately answered - dodging her glances.

Afterwards, Andrew sat next to Jasmine on the bench. He was staring at her now. He placed his right hand on her cheek nad gently caressed her face. Then, he held her hands as tightly as he could and kissed them. Jasmine, tickled, could feel the joy inside her. Andrew treated her so special in many ways. How could she resist his charms? He always surprised her evrytime they were together. How could she not fall in love with him? He was the man of her dreams. Her enjoyment burst into her whole system. She wished that this would not come to an end.

Then, they shared the whole day together on the bench - Jasmine’s head was leaning on Andrew’s right shoulder nd his well-built arm around her. They engaged themselves on a simple yet meaningful conversation. They reminisced their moments together.

Andrew told Jasmine that his life became meaningful when he met her. He became sentimental for a moment. Yet, they didn’t waste every minute and took the full leisure to about the old times. They promised that their love would last forever and they would never leave each other even in the second life.

Jasmine had fallen asleep. Andrew just watched her and waited for her to wake up. Then, he kissed her.

The day was almost ending when Jasmine woke up in his arms. She didn’t notice that she fell asleep. the next thing she knew, Andrew was staring ate her.

From the bench, they watched the sun as it set. It was really beautiful. He held her right hand while the other was around her waist. It seemed that they owned the world. She really loved Andrew and he was everything to er. She would never know what would happen to her if she would lose him. He was the air that she breathed. She knew that he had enjoyed this day so much as she had enjoyed it. She could see it in his eyes the happiness he was feeling. She really had fun with him.

It was dusk wn they decided to part ways. Jasmine, accompanied by Andrew, walked to toward the door of her house. Then, he bade her goodbye and he seemed so serious. But before he left, he drew near her and spared her a tight hug. She could feel his heart throbbing so fast. Jasmine felt so odd again. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against his well-developed chesht. She felt so secured. Then, he kissed her so passionately. She couldn’t resist the temptation that was running her body. She kissed him back so tenderly. Afterwards, he paused for a while and stared at Jasmine. He smiled at her the way he used to do. His smiles told her that everything was okay now. And then, he said to her, “thank you for this day. I will never forget it for the rest of my life.” After that, he started to walk away from her. She watched him until he disappeared from her sight.

She decided to go inside so she closed the door. She ascended on the steps of the stairs until she reached her room. She sat on the chair. She looked at the peach rose on her hand and smelled it again. Then, a cold wind blew freely on her face. She looked at the half-open glass window were the wind had passed through. She palced the rose on the table. And she got herself standing on her feet to close the window.

“Kring… kring… kring…” the phone was ringing. the sound broke the silence. Jasmine immediately gripped the phone and answered it.

“Hello? Who is it?” she asked

“Is this Jasmine?” said the voice on the other line.

“Speaking…” she replied.

“Andrew and his cousin are in the hospital right now… His car crashed at the bridge this morning… Because of the heavy rain… Both of them are in cmatose condition for ten hours… the doctor said.. that… his cousin has responded now but… Andrew… Andrew DIED.. He died at… at around 8 o’clock this eve…”

Jasmine immediately looked at the clock hanging on the left wall of her room. It read 8.20 p.m. She lost her grip on the phone. She was impeded by the electrifying feeling which ran through her veins - from head to toe. tears suddenly dropped from her eyes and fell on the single petal of the peach rose on the table.


by Bhelat23

Kiss of an Angel

It is an ordinary day. Yet, the sun is shining so high, which makes it a very hot day, I’m still lying on the bed of this room. The ventilator is switched-on maximally to cool my sensitive skin off, I don’t want to move any muscle from my position.

My eyes feel so heavy that I may take a nap anytime. But my thought is soundly awake. Thus, I start to wink my eyes a couple of times so that I may not fall asleep. I gaze my sight around the room but nothing important that may keep me awake.

Suddenly, I stare my eyes blankly at the ceiling. It takes me a long time staring at it. I am starting to get bored. I feel so sleepy (Yawn). I’m still looking at the ceiling. My sight is beginning to blur. My vision is becoming dark…

“Kring… kring… kring…”

“Stupid phone! Why can’t you just shut up! Your loud noise disturbs my quiet sleep.”

“Oh boy! I don’t know I’ve already fallen asleep.”

I grip the phone and answer, “Hello! Who’s this?”

“Helllo… hello… hello… Who the hell are you? Bastard! Rest in peace you idiot!”

“Foolish phone, it just rung by itself.”

“Ha… life… It’s indeed, a sleepy day.”

“Nice little pillow, my yawns direct me to you.”

My mind is not yet working. Though I close my eyes and hug my pillows, I’m consciously awake. But then, my body starts to stretch, it wants to move. I am astonished that it dismounts from the bed, pauses for a moment and looks at the study table beside the antique grandfather’s clock. Then, I walk toward the chair and find myself seated.

“What force drives me here? Why am I seated here?” I asked myself.

Well, though I’m lousy, which I’ve never been, my hands just grab a sheet of clean white paper and a pen.

“Why am I holding these?”

I keep on thinking, “why am I seated here, what am I suppose to do, what am I suppose to write?” What! My mind is not functioning.

I just lean to the table and my nose is directly aimed on it while my right hand holds the pen pointing on the paper because I do not know what am I doing here.

Then, my hand just moved. It’s writing. I never gained control of it but my heart does. As I look upon to see what just happened, I am surprised. I’ve written something. The name ANGEL appears on the paper.

“Oh God, how I miss him so much…”

I look quickly at the old clock. It reads 3 o’clock p.m. then, I cast my eyes back at the paper on the table. I begin to think about him.

“Oh Angel, my Angel…”

“Ah! Your sweet smile… How I loved you’ll throw it to me, umm… it really gives an appeal to your red luscious lips, muwah… How I wish they will touch my whole body. (Shivering) Uuuhh… Hahaha! Haaaaahhhaahhh…”

“Your tantalizing eyes seem like stars that twinkle in the dark gray sky. Ooh… it gives me a heavenly feeling every time I look at them. I feel hot when those stars shine upon me. I feel like Miss Universe every time I catch them staring at me.”

“Your petite nose, how I wish I could kiss and squeeze it. It fits your face perfectly and it gives a compliment to your angelic appearance.”

“And your beautiful muscular body, wow… umm… It’s absolutely fine for your height…”

“Perfect! You are what I’ve always dreaming of. You are really too good to be true…”

“No, I am not!”

“Ah! Who said that? Ahh@?!*=+? Who are you? What are you?”

The voice, it sounds familiar. It seems like it’s coming from…

I turn my head slowly with agitation to confirm who owns that voice.

“Oh my God, as in! It’s him. It’s really him.”

I stood up tremendously from my sit. My heart beats very fast. My blood rushes vastly to my brain. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to think.

Oh my God! Ahhh…. It’s Angel, the man who always appears in my hallucinations. He is the man that I always fantasized of being my own, which can only be seen in my wildest dreams.

“But now… Oh my! He is really here.”

My armpits start to get wet. I perspire unstoppably. I need some air. Um… um… um… What I must do? I have to make him feel comfortable. But how am I supposed to do that?

Then, I stood up and turned myself toward him.

“Jenna think… think… quickly… think… just don’t panic huwahhhh!”

I pinch myself to know if I am juts dreaming. Oh no, it’s true. No… No…No… Oh yes, it’s really true. Yeah! Hwwaaaahhgg! He’s here.

“He is moving closer to me now. That face… Uh… I’m gonna die…”

“What are you doing Jenna? It’s just me. Look. I’m real. I’m not a ghost.”

He holds my right hand and assists it towards his face to show me that he is truly real.

“See… I’m real.”

“I can’t believe it. I am standing in front of the man of my dreams.”

Then, he touches my face. I feel his gentle fingers touch my lips. It seems like he is tempting me to kiss him… (That’s fine to me, of course. Besides my heart says go on)

I feel his head eventually bends. It’s just like he is reaching my head down. I stare my two naked eyes at him. I don’t blink. I don’t want to.

His eyes are closed and his lips are nearly touching mine while holding my chin upwards.

My heart then beats faster and faster. My entire body starts to shiver. He is about to kiss me (it’s the moment I’ve been waiting for that he will do to me).

“Go on. Go on Angel… Kiss me…”

Then, I too, closed my eyes to feel my first kiss ever. He is so near (go on… faster). I almost feel his lips on mine…

“Knock… Knock…”

“Go on… Just do it Angel, kiss me.”

Someone is knocking at the door.

I immediately open my eyes but… Angel is gone.

“I am just dreaming of him… Again! The earsplitting sound awakes me from my deep sleep. How annoying it really is. Nooooooo!

“Imagine, I was in the middle of my good sleep, I was having the sweetest dream where I was about to taste Angel’s smacking cherry lips when somebody ruined everything… it made me really upset.”

“Knock… Knock…”

“Wait… Give me a sec…”

“Knock… Knock…”

“I said wait… can’t you understand… Who could this imbecile be? Uhhhmmm!”

“Knock… Knock…”

I rush to the door to see who’s knocking.

“Who could this freak that disturbs my sleep be?”

Then, I opened the door.

“What do you want? Can’t you understand, I said wait, you pathetic freakazoioioioioioiowah…”

It’s him, Angel, my dear Angel. I am shocked. I blushed. Is this for real now? I suddenly ate my words.

“Oh, sorry if I kept you waiting, huh!”

“So… (Jenna calm yourself) what’s up? What brought… you… here?”

“I’m here visiting you. Did I disturb you?”

“Oh no, not at all (I like it actually, hehehe).”

“Ahh, your front door is open so I entered. I headed toward here directly since no one is answering my plea.”

“It’s okay… Wow, Angel came here to visit me. Me… I can’t believe it.”

I feel fluttered that he visited me in here, in my house. Although, I know I am just a mere friend for him, I’ve loved him more than that.

He is special fried, very much special. Though we’ve known each other for almost five years, he doesn’t know my feelings for him. I love him so much…

I don’t know what to say to the man standing in front of me. I am petrified. I can’t move freely. He just smiles at me in the sweetest way.

How could I not fall from this handsome heavenly brute? He has everything a woman could ask for. He is nearly perfect in every way. He captured my heart and made it a prisoner of his own world.

I offer him my living room to where we can talk. Then, he starts a conversation. His vice seems to be music to my ears. I like those stories he ash for me, actually, not the stories but his solemn voice. He has a lot to tell and I just listen to his heart-captivating voice.

Then, silence fills the room. He has ended telling his stories. Angel is staring at me now. I feel like an ice cream in cone melting as he looks at me.

He moves toward me. Then, he put his right hand on my face.

“I think I’ve seen this. Yes, I remember, I’ve dreamed about this before. I can’t believe it, it is really happening now?”

Then, he bends his head down slowly toward my face. He kisses my forehead, then my nose, and then my right rosy cheek. He pauses. Then, he stares at me for a minute.

I feel my heart trembles as our eyes meet. He is serious. I can tell it from his eyes.

“I miss you… I love you very much…”

“His voice… he sounds like an angel… it’s the coldest tone I’ve ever heard… how romantic!”

I feel electrified upon hearing him speak. He is smiling at me again. I may faint upon seeing such fine-looking mortal created by God.

Finally, the man I have loved for almost half a decade is now confessing his feelings for me. I feel so light. It really feels good inside. It’s what I’ve always dreamt of.

Tears from my eyes suddenly fall. It expresses the joy I feel from the bottom of my heart. At last, he told me he loves me the way I have loved him for such time.

He closed his eyes and started flexing his face toward mine. He is going to kiss me on the lips. I can feel the tension running through my veins.

My heart umps so fast. It’s a dream coming true.

But now, I know he is no longer a dream. He is real. I can feel the sensation that his lips yield upon while touching mine.

He excites me so much so I kiss him back. He lay me down on the couch and kisses me all the way. As in, all the way… I can sense the bliss, which married couple feels. It really tastes so sweet. It is really good.

I’ve tasted the sweet kiss behind Angel’s lips. I am at the peak of the climax…

“Blag…”

“What’s that noise? Oh! It’ coming from my room. Ouch! My back, it hurts. I can feel the pain in my body.”

Then, I open my eyes to see what happened. I cannot believe my eyes.

“No, it can’t be!”

I am lying on the floor. I made that big noise.

“Not again!”

“Everything is just a dream. Oh God! Will it ever? Can’t he love me back? Huh… Huh… Perhaps I was daydreaming again. Huh… huh…”

Anyhow… Yes… at least I felt something heaven even for a short time… it’s fun… and I… enjoyed it. I can tolerate several more falls from this stupid bed over and over as long as he may not leave my dreams.

Hah! I hope he’s dreaming of me too. Hehehe…

“Well, bye for him now till I meet him again tonight. Yes tonight, we will continue what was left with us a while ago.”

“See you later prince charming… till we meet again tonight. For sure, we will end the scene we’ve missed.”


by BHELAT