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It's been one week, two days, fourteen hours, thirty seven minutes and five seconds, mula nang huli kaming magkausap ni Jazz. Yes, bilang na bilang ko. From the day I dropped her home, until now that I am sitting inside my car, contemplating whether I should just force her to talk to me or drive myself on a cliff. She refuses to talk to me. And I don't know why! And It's driving me nuts!
Ilang beses ko ng nire-run sa utak ko ang huling pag uusap namin ni Jazz. Yung huling pag uusap namin na okay pa kami. Wala akong makitang mali. Wala akong matandaan na may ginawa akong masama. Actually, kung hindi ako nagkakamali ng observation ko, pareho pa nga kaming masaya nun eh.
Ako aaminin ko, sobrang saya ko nun. Maltakin mo? Pumayag siya na ligawan ko na siya nang totoo? She even kissed me
