ONE'S TIME (Based on a True Story)

HOPEFULLY NOT THE LAST

What a lovely morning. Sun is out but still it is raining so hard. What a perfect weather for staying indoors. It was breezy but the enormous blanket is giving me warmth. By my side, there you are Black, sleeping peacefully. A comfortable silence filled the room. I can feel the rhythm of your breath. I can feel the warmth of your body. I am too afraid to make any movement for I don't want to awaken You are worn out from being earlier.

Time passed and wistfully, I have to head back to my place. was already 12 noon. Gently, I nudged your arm waking you up to bid our temporary farewell. You gestured me to go back to bed since it is still raining quite hard. however. I have to say sorry for I have to really leave and be at my own accommodation. Worry not for I promise that this won't be the last that we can hang out.

Now here I am, back to my dormitory. Somehow this place felt unfamiliar, it felt untimely. For a short time away from each other, I missed your warmth, I missed... being with you. Continuing with the day. I took a shower and take some actual sleep. An hour or two has passed, and I was woken up by your message. You wanted to meet up, so I fixed myself and prepared for our hang-out. I went out and met you in front of the building of my place with your usual style of clothing and your motorbike. Being an indecisive person. I answered "up to you" when you asked what I want to eat. With the cold weather and drizzle. We ended up at a steak restaurant. Time flies so fast when you are enjoying the moment. Another conversation about our philosophies in took place but by fair means or foul, I can't remember anything you've said. It seems like every time I see you I get lost. But please, just keep talking: although my brain is quite lost every time I see you, I am still listening. It feels like I'm getting closer to you more and more each day. On the spur of the moment, you blurted out "Sorry". Confusion drew across my face, why are you suddenly saying sorry? "As early as now I would like to say sorry. I know that I might do something in the future that might not be acceptable for you. I might end up hurting you. I will surely do something that might hurt you. I always hurt other people and now that you are related to me, you might get hurt by me. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry". I know. It's human nature to hurt others. May it be intentional or not, at some point we end up doing things that might hurt another person. It is... inevitable.

Concluding the night, you took me back to my place and uttered our nonpermanent goodbyes. Before driving off. I promised that next time if ever we will be able to meet again in some place not for drinking alcohol, it would be my treat. Happily, we turn to each other's backs; you drove off with your motorbike while I went inside my building. After a considerable amount of time, once again I felt something. Is this love? It is still too soon to recognize. I felt genuine happiness, the kind that will make you skip like a kid while going back to your place. Hopefully, this won't be the last that I will feel that.

Humans are capable of hurting other people. It is human nature. It is inevitable. I might have already hurt someone and I know you will hurt me someday. I have to be predisposed of the consequences. I hate that.