Chapter 30

The fear of death is a result of the fear of living. Death is not the polar opposite of life, but rather an integral part of it.

Hinihingal akong tumigil sa paglalakad saka pilit hinahabol ang hininga ko habang nakatungkod ang dalawang kamay sa siko, bahagyang nakayuko.

"I found you," mahinang sabi ko.

There he is, sitting alone on the floor, looking up in the sky. Gustuhin ko man siyang lapitan kaagad but I had this urge to stay in my place where I can see his back. Where I can see him without him noticing it.

For the second time, I heard him sighed. I smiled before looking at what he was holding. A candle and a lighter. Beside him is a bouquet of flowers, with a grave in front of him.

"Lapit ka."

Napalingon kaagad ako sa likuran ko nang bigla siyang magsalita, ganoon na rin sa tabi ko dahil sa gulat. Does he knew I'm behind?

"I don't like people staring at my back," he added pero hindi niya pa rin ako nililingon. I heard him sighed again that's why I decided to walk towards him. Sin