What If? (2)
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Palagi akong takot na mawala ang kung anong mayroon tayo. Every glance you gave me, every laugh we shared, seemed to blur the line between friendship and something more. Pinilit kong pigilan ang nararamdaman ko, too scared to speak them into the world.
Isang gabi, you sent me a message. It was just a meme about something silly, but the way your words lingered, almost asking for more, tugged at my heart. I typed and erased my confession a dozen times before settling for a simple, “Goodnight.” Hindi ko alam na iyon pala ang bagay na pinakapagsisisihan ko.
The next morning, my phone buzzed with the news. Wala ka na. They said sleep paralysis had taken you away, that your body froze while your mind screamed for help.
Mag-isang nakatayo sa silid mo, ang iyong kama sa harapan ko, at ang bigat ng mga salitang hindi ko nasabi ay nilulunod ako. Now, I would never know if you had felt the same. The “what ifs” consumed me. Kung nasabi ko lang. Kung naging matapang lang ako.
But regret offered no comfort. It only deepened the ache of love lost too soon.
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Palagi akong takot na mawala ang kung anong mayroon tayo. Every glance you gave me, every laugh we shared, seemed to blur the line between friendship and something more. Pinilit kong pigilan ang nararamdaman ko, too scared to speak them into the world.
Isang gabi, you sent me a message. It was just a meme about something silly, but the way your words lingered, almost asking for more, tugged at my heart. I typed and erased my confession a dozen times before settling for a simple, “Goodnight.” Hindi ko alam na iyon pala ang bagay na pinakapagsisisihan ko.
The next morning, my phone buzzed with the news. Wala ka na. They said sleep paralysis had taken you away, that your body froze while your mind screamed for help.
Mag-isang nakatayo sa silid mo, ang iyong kama sa harapan ko, at ang bigat ng mga salitang hindi ko nasabi ay nilulunod ako. Now, I would never know if you had felt the same. The “what ifs” consumed me. Kung nasabi ko lang. Kung naging matapang lang ako.
But regret offered no comfort. It only deepened the ache of love lost too soon.
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