Kumunot lang ang noo ko nang marinig ang pagbulalas nito sa tawa. "You're not brokenhearted, are you?"
Nawala ang pagkunot ng noo ko at napalitan 'yon ng poker face. "What do you care?"
Ngumisi siya nang malaki at tinuon ang tingin sa pagkain. "Well, yeah. I don't care either way."
Naiyukom ko ang kamao at kinagat ang labi para tulungan ang sarili ko sa pagkalma. He didn't care. That was right. Ano bang pakialam niya? Hindi siya dapat makialam sa kung anong nararamdaman ko.
But why did it piss me off? Knowing that he didn't care for that... I mean, I already knew it before asking... I was just hoping a bit that he cared about me. That he would talk to me, would try his best to make me feel better...
Just what am I saying?
Binaba ko ang kutsara at tinidor sa pinggan. Tinukod ko a
