I didn’t know it was physically possible to bury myself any deeper in work, pero somehow, I managed to morph into a full-time human printer with eye bags the size of Baguio. I spent the entire Sunday nose-deep in documents like I was on a romantic date with the Civil Code. Mas gusto ko pa 'yun kesa maalala lahat ng sinabi ko kay Andrè.
I just couldn’t see myself with him anymore.
I just wanted to be honest.
Gusto ko lang klaro sa kanya: right now, I couldn’t find it in me to return to him. Naiintindihan ko kung saan siya nanggagaling—yes, may dahilan siya—but it didn’t erase the fact that he hurt me. And frankly, I wasn’t strong enough to sweep that under the rug and just… move on like nothing happened. Who do I look like, Elsa from Frozen?
Pagbalik ko sa office, I lost count kung ilan
