Oh, kay tagal din kitang minahal.
So long, my love.
Does the flow of life happen to be related with our almost forgotten love? Just like how the lyrics in Burnout by Sugarfree said, Kay bilis kasi ng buhay, pati tayo natangay.
We were once those individuals that are inseparable, we had people on our backs rooting for us, we reciprocated each other’s feelings. What could go wrong in our fairytale romance — or did it all turn out to be a product of my delusions?
Tracing back, I honestly don’t know how the red string of our fate was cut into two, forcing us to separate in two ways and taking different paths individually. We didn’t want that. I didn’t want that.
As we parted ways, the paper we once held that contains our countless memories started to stain , kay tagal din pala kitang minahal.
Kaya akala ko palagi na rin tayong ayos.
The sweet touches turned into a graze of awkwardness, the intimate eye contact to not staring at your mesmerizing eyes anymore, and your voice that soothes me started to build up uneasiness now whenever I hear it.
Di na tayo katulad ng dati.
Even though, just like the time ticks towards inevitable changes. You and I, we are not going to stand in the same ground of unmoving emotions. Deep down, we know to ourselves that we must change. Not for each other to work on, but for us to work on individually.
Because in the window of moving trains, the hue of sunset I saw on the sea, the pieces of flowers I stepped into the garden ; I realized,
To love you is to see the best version of yourself.
