Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
He is my soulmate, the love of my life, my first love, and my forever.
I blink as the heavy raindrops finally hit the ground. Everyone opens their umbrellas, and like ants, they scatter in search of shade. But not me. I stand still, holding my intact umbrella in my hand.
Wala na akong pakialam sa ulan. Naubos na ang luha ko sa kakaiyak at wala na akong mailalabas pa. Tumingala ako, at ramdam ko ang bawat patak ng ulan sa mukha