My tears began to fall. My lips parted a bit as I look at him with disbelief, and with a little hint of hatred plastered on it.
"F*ck!" he cursed and brushed his hand throughout the strands of his hair.
"I... I'm sorry, Azhia! I didn't mean to kiss you," he apologized and started to help me in getting rid of my tears. Tinapik ko ang kamay niya, at inilayo ang sarili sakan'ya.
Nandidiri ako sa sarili ko, at mas lalong nandidiri ako sakan'ya. Hindi ako galit dahil hinalikan niya ako. In fact, matagal ko ng gustong maramdaman at maranasan ang halik na 'yon galing sakan'ya, sa taong gustong gusto ko mula noon, hanggang ngayon.
Pero iba ang sitwasyon ngayon. He kissed me after kissing other girl. I witnessed him kissing and almost making out with another girl. Hindi nga lang 'ata almost, da
