Rain pours down on the windshield of her car. What we had was the best thing that ever happened in my life. I feel really bad that it has to end. He cant bring himself to look at her. Instead his eyes were fixed on the plate number of the car parked before them. He knew she was crying. He could see the tears from his peripheral. I used to have direction in my life, and now I feel like I don’t have any. I want to get it back. Ok. I understand. Im sorry you got derailed from your journey. He closes the car door behind him, and walked towards taft avenue. Rain poured down on his back. Ten steps later he knew he made a big mistake. He looks back to where she was parked, only to see her speed away. he stares blankly at the road in front of him. He sees her taking a right turn. then it hit him. He didn’t lose his direction. he was on the road to it. Rain poured down his eyes concealing his tears. An hour later he calls her. I don’t care where im headed. All I know is, I want to take this journey with you. We will have the ride of your lives. She sobs, breaking his heart.

Rain pours down the windshield of her car. Turn on the engine, step on the clutch, and slowly release it while stepping on the gas. Her voice had a hint of authority, and a lot of worry. He follows her instructions. The car jumps two feet forward, and the engine dies. Ugh!!! She sighs in disbelief. She has no patience in teaching. her mom is a principal, that’s why. Let’s do it again. Turn on the engine ..clutch.. then gas. The car jumps to a disappointing stop. She grabs her hair and stares at him. He lets out a boyish grin. Her eyes turn in response. Ugh!!! On the third try, he speeds up to third gear. She beams with pride. He in turn, cant get the smile off his face. I cant believe im driving. You just taught an idiot how to drive! Woohoooo! He steps on the gas and is now running 70 on third gear. Not too fast! Step on the brakes.. the brakes! oh no! clutch first then the brakes! the car screeches to a halt just a few feet away from a lamp post. They stare at each other, took in minutes of silence, then laughed to the top of their lungs. It’s not fair. From this day onward, every car ill get to drive will remind me of you. But thanks anyway. That was the idea. He turns the engine on, steps on the clutch, then slowly, on the gas. Their journey has just begun. They knew they would go a long way from there.

She leans on his shoulder as they sit on the beach, watching the sunset. The sun was at its magnificent best from the shores of nasugbu batangas. He didn’t want it to end. he takes in a large bite of the hotdog sandwich they bought a while ago. With your mouth full, he tells himself. it was the only way to keep himself from crying.

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He wakes up to the sound of her laughter. Warm sun rays hit his sleep ridden eyes. He grabs the pillow closest to him but before he was able to hug it, she snatched it and threw it down to the floor. She was on the phone, talking to her best friend. She stares at him, her laughter simmers down to a smile. her eyes tell him she was happy he was there. Her voice lowers down to a murmur, he could hear her friend on the other end blabbing over nonsense. He stares back at her, his head resting on a pillow, straight up to comfortably see her. a smile forms on his lips, he cant believe he was there. In her dad’s room.

He wakes up face down on the floor. He could her laughing in the living the room. He grabs a pillow from the bed and covers his head with it. he smiles, reminding himself that he had to get used to waking up to her laughter for the rest of their lives. It was a laughter he enjoyed though. A moment later, she opens the door, puts down a glass of orange juice by his side, and grabs the garter of his pajamas. He turns around, pretending he had just woke up, and with much effort, lets out a groggy voice. “are they gone?” nope. She answers, her eyes held his as usual. They’re having breakfast in the dining room. She picks the glass by his side. Hey I made you some orange juice. Holding the glass in front of her. Get up. He gets up on all fours, brings his face close to hers, still not letting go of her eyes. and gently, he plants a kiss on her lips. Good morning. Her eyes were closed.

He wakes up and sees her, still asleep. This is the woman im going to spend the rest of my life with. The warm sun rays of the early morning made her skin glow. He touches her face, pushes stray hair away from her cheeks, and tucks them gently under her ears. His fingers ran slowly down the contours of her nose, taking the sight of her inch by inch. He held her face like it was the first time he saw it. palm on her cheeks, he plays with her lips using his thumb. These are the lips im going to kiss forever. He brings his lips to hers. Tears fall from his eyes.

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