Mga ilang taon na ba ang lumipas?
Mula noong may tapang akong ipinamalas
Para maaya ko siya sa labas?
Sa freshie walk, madalas tayong maglakad
Noong ang mga bulak ay namumukadkad
Kung kailan ang ngiti niya’y nasa aking palad
Kahit na parang tayo lang ang tao sa mundo
Nadarama ko na siya pa rin ay malayo
Sa kanya’y hindi na kaibigan ang aking trato
Noong ang tingin namin noon ay nagtapo
Sa kanya ay tuluyang nahulog ako
Nagising, namulat, at nabuhay ang pusong bato
Final exams noon sa Span 10
Noong siya ay aking ayain
Para lumabas at kumain.
Isinusugal ang sa atin na namamagitan
Na mawala ang lahat tungo sa kawalan
Umaasa na tao’y lalong magkaintindihan
At dumating ang araw na iyon, October 14
Naghanda ako’t nagsanay sa mga sasabihin
Sa pag-amin…at sa pag-asang siya’y maging akin.
“Naulan,” sabi ko.
“Umuulan,” pagtatama niya.
“Naambon,” sabi ko.
“Umaabon,” pagtatama niya.
“Naibig,” sabi ko.
Pero walang sagot galing sa kanya
“Nuestro salir” ang sabi niya
Nuestro. Ang amin. Ang namamagitan sa amin
Salir. Ang paglabas naming dalawa
Alam niya palang date ang aking pagaaya
Pero hindi siya dumating
Ang gustong sabihin ay nabimbin
Ang isinisigaw ng aking damdamin
Sa alaalang ito’y gusto kong makatakas
Nuestro salir na anim na taon nang lumipas
Ang tanikalang ninais ko na kumalas.
“If you make a wish, it might come true.”
When did I start doubting those words?
“If you chase on something, you can get it.”
When did I find that line as bullshit?
There’s no way that we could meet.
But still, I frequent at UP, with a fool’s hope.
The place where we can fall in love
The place where fate and future don’t matter
The only place where I can by chance see her
The only place where time flies by
The place farthest from a goodbye
There’s no way that we could meet
Even if I take the world to my feet
But still, I go to UP, with a choice to make
Summoning the courage of asking her out for a date
“The person you are trying to reach is not available”
There’s no way that we could meet
If I showed up suddenly to her
Would I be too much of a bother?
Would she be surprised?
Would I be despised?
She might not like it.
But what if we indeed meet?
What should I do?
Would it be awkward too?
Would I just annoy her?
Or maybe she would be a bit happier?
I really hope that we could meet
Because one thing is for certain
If we see each other, we would know
That she was the one who drew me out of the curtain
She was the one who disturbed my slumber.
She was the one who brought out my laughter
That at one time in our lives, we were together.
Even if destiny teases me, I will find and see her
It will almost be a scene from a vivid dream
She will stand in front of me, shy as ever
The past turning into a preface, it would seem
Where we could exchange words that would never fade
And promises that will reach the world’s edge
It will be a beautiful view, nothing less, nothing more.
It is a dream and endeavor worth chasing for.
Why did I come here?
Is it to see her?
To see that she is well?
For me to feel alive?
Who is the one that I came to see?
“It’s me. Do you remember me?”
She just smiled plainly.
A smile that drew the world.
The moments we’ve shared must be a lie…
Even the way that she laughed and smiled.
I only just have one more wish…
Let me just look at her face.
To burn her every details to my eyes…
To never forget even if the memory dies
She who is dear to me.
She who I don’t want to forget.
She who I love without regret.
Does she know anything about it at all?