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Nothing Arrived

 

Night. 

I woke up at the bus leaning in your arms.

 I checked my phone. It was almost midnight.

 I’m kind of confuse where we at. “Sm na tayo”, you said.

We came from Tanay Rizal, Daranak Falls to be specific. You joined me as a guest to my college project which is a Travel show.

We hop off the bus and walk from the terminal since your apartment was just 5 mins walk away. We actually went to 7 11 before heading to your apartment since you mentioned that there is no water supply around that time at your apartment.

There are only two of us at your apartment since your sister went home. You prepared  the water that we just bought to wash ourselves and jump to bed. We are both tired from all day shooting but that doesn’t stop us from being romantic that night. It doesn’t stop us to show our longing feeling towards each other. We started kissing  and stopped thinking for a moment and just let our desire took over. I know I should be forgetting all of these because I know you already did. Trust me I tried but I can’t. I can’t forgot how you grasp every inch of me. I can’t forget how the light of the moon bounces back from our sweaty bodies. I can’t forget the song playing in the background; Nothing Arrived by the Villager, and I find it funny how that song is still downloaded in my phone. We finished our night with your arms around me. The comfort. The security.

Morning. 

I was awakened by the smell of the coffee. I got up and left your room. I found you leaving the bathroom with only a towel wrap around your waist. You greeted me with “Kain na” with a big smile. Then on the table was omelet that you cooked and rice on a plate. Then you bring the coffee to me that you still stirring which tells me that you just made it. We ate what you cooked. Only two of us. With your omelet and coffee. It was a perfect breakfast.

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