78 - Yesterday

I hug his pillow as my tears come out. Wala pa man lang napapatunayan, pero hindi ko na mapigilan maging emosyonal. Hindi ko alam kung dahil lang ba sa sobrang dami ng gumugulo sa isip ko o ano. I can't stop myself from thinking more. I can't stop myself from crying.

It's been 2 hours since I entered his room. Pumasok siya kanina, pero nagpanggap akong tulog. Gusto kong pumunta sa ibang kwarto, pero dito ako dinala ng paa ko. I can't hug him even though I want to because I'm afraid na sumabog ako at harap-harapan siyang tanungin tungkol doon. So all I can do is hug his pillow with his scent.

I miss him. I want to hug him and hold him in his arms. Gusto ko siya sa tabi ko. Gustong gusto kong maamoy ang pabango niya.

“The food is ready.” I immediately looked on the other side of his room when I heard his voice. Tinago ko ang mukha ko dahil alam kong punong puno na ng luha ang mata ko.

Hindi ko man lang narinig ang pagpasok o ang pagbukas man lang ng pinto.

Gusto kong magkunwaring tulog