"What's wrong? Is everything okay_... Tegan?" I voice out and try to reach his hand, but he suddenly let me go and turn around. I was so shocked that I couldn't move and just call him so quietly looking at his back that seems depressed and dark. I consciously hold the phone tight and bite my lower lip. I couldn't recall when we become like this, but I know it's my fault. It is and always be my fault.
I couldn't really recall when or where his around, I didn't notice his presence nor thinking about him. In that moment I knew there's something wrong. When I look at him, I know that his different, too different for me than how I felt to Kuya Lenuel, Jullienne, Mom, Jemaine or Enrique. When I look at him, I know how I felt, but it always turning into surrender and a whole ball of anxiety eat
