Marga being in my arms was just a dream that I knew wouldn’t come true for the past five years. She was all in my head; she never left. And while thinking about her every day, I also wondered if she still remembered me, or was she thinking of me also? I didn’t know because I never talked to her again after I dropped our last call, where I told her that I couldn’t keep my promise to her anymore.
I was ashamed of myself. How could I do that to someone I love? But that day, that was what was right in my point of view. Hindi ko inisip na maling-mali iyong ginawa ko. I did it because I thought it would save her from the pain, yet it didn’t. We both experienced the pain at different levels.
And I would willingly regret everything.
I took my time to kiss Marga’s beautiful face. She was on top
