TULALA ITONG NAKATINGIN sa’kin at nagtiim lang ang bagang. He is looking at me with a bloodshot eyes while I am crying on him. Tanging tingin lang ang paraan nito para humingi ng pasensya but it just melts me more!
Tinignan ko ang lalake. He is wearing a black suit and pants. He looks so gorgeous.
I miss him.
Did he come from a formal event and left it behind?
Oh no, here I go again. I am coming up with some conclusions na hindi naman dapat. I am on the verge of forgiving him because of my own conclusions. Nakakainis naman dahil wala pa siyang ginagawa—tingin pa lang pero nanghihina na ako! Isn’t that unfair?
“Right,” he answered after a moment of silence. “I know how much you hate a liar, but I did it again.”
Again? What does he mean by that? When did he lie?
“I’m sorry. Pero hin
