That Rainy Morning

The sound of rain and the cold winds greeted my face as I woke up that morning, still consumed by the incident the night before. I felt tears ran down my eyes as I try to remember what had happened, “My father found out that we’re together and he wants us to break up” he said with a voice ready to burst in tears, “I don’t want to leave you, I love you so much” now, bursting in complete tears and a trembling voice as he said those words. Words in which I don’t know how to respond to, words that had left me awake all night but the insurgency of my tired eyes from buckets of tears that had fallen out my eyes had me dozing off to sleep.

I picked up my phone and saw Three missed calls and a few messages from him.

“I love you, but we must make sacrifices that would really hurt us. I don’t want our relationship goes to an end. I’m your forever and I will not leave until I die. Gagawin ko to para sa atin, ayokong mawala ka. Masasaktan ako.”

I think he’s just saying that to reassure me that he would not leave, but in fact I know that he’ll slowly fade out of the picture and out of my life.

I kept lying on my bed for three hours, forcing myself not to go to class, not to do anything today, just cry all these miseries and burden off my chest. But I my feet dragged me off my bed to the bathroom, back to my room, then off to school.

At school, I never really talked to anyone, except for those who’s asking me giving them short phrases, a nod, a simple yes and no. That was kind of weird for me to do, knowing that people always see me as a jolly person who talks a lot and laughs a lot, but today was different.

Sitting in a corner of the room, unnoticed, isolated from prying eyes while having class, dreaming about what if’s and wishing that this day would end, this drama and sheerful sadness I’m feeling at the moment would just fade as time does.

(To be Continued)