I woke up today knowing that she would pass by.
I found out that Peter wanted to borrow my SB-600 so I thought that to save Riva the hassle of commuting, I told her to have a ride with Peter.
A Jolibee lunch was all that Peter needed as he fell asleep after eating. Riva and I continued capturing her old family videos and converting them. Peter left around 3 or 4pm.
The time I thought would never come, came. It was just the both of us. After asking the heavy question, "how are you?" the minutes turned into the most dramatic and emotional night.
I found out about old news, I found out a lot of things. She showed me things that I never thought existed.
What I can say is, when she drew out the first tear, mine followed right after.
Hours passed and the burden, the pain, the drama, filled my room.
We had last moments before dinner, and after dinner in the car. My parents wanted to bring her home and that's what they did. At the back seat we sat, staring and gazing at each others eyes, everything came back to me. The motion-blurred streets fills her background, as the dim street light lit her face as I got lost in her eyes. The grip of her touch, the fear of letting go.
We arrived at her building and I went upstairs with her and had the longest good bye I myself could not imagine. The last sight of her face, her eyes, her hand. Never to be seen as how I saw it before and tonight.
"No photos tonight.. only memories to be remembered by you me.. never to be immortalized.. but never to be forgotten.."
I found out that Peter wanted to borrow my SB-600 so I thought that to save Riva the hassle of commuting, I told her to have a ride with Peter.
A Jolibee lunch was all that Peter needed as he fell asleep after eating. Riva and I continued capturing her old family videos and converting them. Peter left around 3 or 4pm.
The time I thought would never come, came. It was just the both of us. After asking the heavy question, "how are you?" the minutes turned into the most dramatic and emotional night.
I found out about old news, I found out a lot of things. She showed me things that I never thought existed.
What I can say is, when she drew out the first tear, mine followed right after.
Hours passed and the burden, the pain, the drama, filled my room.
We had last moments before dinner, and after dinner in the car. My parents wanted to bring her home and that's what they did. At the back seat we sat, staring and gazing at each others eyes, everything came back to me. The motion-blurred streets fills her background, as the dim street light lit her face as I got lost in her eyes. The grip of her touch, the fear of letting go.
We arrived at her building and I went upstairs with her and had the longest good bye I myself could not imagine. The last sight of her face, her eyes, her hand. Never to be seen as how I saw it before and tonight.
"No photos tonight.. only memories to be remembered by you me.. never to be immortalized.. but never to be forgotten.."
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