I used to love to tell the story of how we got together. Of how I met her when I was a college freshman and she was still in high school and that I knew even then that she was the one and we ended up together six years later and have never been apart for more than a few days.
I can’t tell that story any more. It was a great story, though, and I do not regret a minute of being there for it even though it fell apart in the end. It was a great ride and I will always miss her.
My 1999 self was not wrong for thinking we would end up together, it was my 2011 self that fucked up by not making it happen.
Mister de Santos 
hey? wasn’t sure if you wanted to hear (or read) from me. kamusta?
“Awa ng Diyos, buhay pa naman.” Hindi ko peyborit ang Christmas season, pero lilipas din naman ito.
Ha. ‘Wag ka na lang padala sa pilit na pagpapakasaya porke at Pasko. Ngiti naman.