i apologize for the emo. i dont usually write about these things but every once in a while we do like our adobo after three straight days of pinakbet, right?
I hope you enjoy it, my one and only but dearly beloved reader.
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I awoke to find out that I had slept for just three hours. Three hours! And I was aiming for five, seven or even eternity for that matter. My head jarred with every movement I made and nausea suddenly assaulted me, a rude overwhelming urge to vomit that forced me back to bed. My eyes zombied unerringly to the ceiling, rooted at a spot where an elusive spider had fixed his ephemeral web. And like a dam swollen at the seams, an unbidden torrent of memories flooded back. It was exactly two weeks when I received that damning text. Due to his inability to accept who he was and its implications on his family, he had to let me go. Just. Like. That.
My emotions were raw and throbbed excruciatingly, just like slapping a day-old sunburn with your palm down. God, dumped at 26! And since it was my first relationship and hence my first break up, I didn’t even have the incipient defences to cushion my fall, nor to assuage my broken down ego.