Romans & histoires Reminiscing About The Past

Grandma patted my head slowly. "I also miss the time when your mom and dad send us your picture every time you win in a swimming competition, but our Princess we want the best for you, kaya siguro mas mabuting i-look back na lang natin ang pangyayari than doing it again. We can't afford if something will happen again like five years ago, that is why Grandma just put all the memories together so you can just look at it if you will miss it." She said trying to comfort me.

Para na siyang malalagutan ng hininga. "Uhm..." Simula nito na animo'y pilit na bumabiyahe sa memory lane nito. Napakamot pa ito sa makapal nitong kilay. At para bang nabingi si Reverie nang tuluyan na itong magsalita. "I think I don't remember her at all." ©MaribelleVerzosa

Those places felt surreal. “I wonder what will happen after this,” wika niya na siyang bumasag sa kanilang katahimikan. “What do you mean?” “You know, kapag nakaalala na ako.” Tipid siyang ngumiti sa kawalan. “I’m always wondering about the memories I lost. Kasi pakiramdam ko ay may nakalimutan akong sobrang mahalaga sa ‘kin. Something is forgotten that I know once I’ll remember, I will regret it my whole life.”

Heaven's Point of View I stood frozen, my eyes locked on the bar, a relic of my past that seemed to hold a thousand memories. The familiar scent of smoke and cheap perfume wafted through the air, transporting me back to a time when life was simpler, when the only thing that mattered was the beat of the music and the sway of my hips. My heart ached with a bittersweet longing as I recalled the laughter, the cheers, and the adoration of strangers who'd become like family.

The fabric is high quality and I think this is very durable. I look at the mirror. I miss my previous face, my previous body. Turn back when I am 23 years old, How ironic was I today? It could have been better if Dr. Connor allows me to go back and travel to the past using a time machine, and twist the clock counter-clockwise a million times so that I can merely do the things I didn't do before. Unfortunately, It's just my age which travels backward, It's just myself who has changed and still I'm in the present. Malalim ang iniisip ko, pero mas malalim ang rason kung bakit ko ito iniisip.

Mabuti na lang at sinubuan naman siya nito. Natahimik ang lahat ng magsimula na kaming kumain, nagulantang lang kami ng biglang magsalita si Jam. Akala ko kung ano na ang sasabihin, magpipicture lang naman pala. Gusto daw niyang magkaroon ng remembrance ngayong araw na ito.

Pero maya maya namalayan ko na nagsasalita na ito ng sobrang hina. "Kung pwede lang.." Bulong ni Zach "Kung pwede ko lang kalimutan ang lahat na nangyari sa nakaraan ko.. At maging masaya na lang..." Malungkot ang boses nito. His past is messing up with him again.

She answered back, sounding bored. "I don't want that. In order for me not to reminisce anything, I refused to make such thing." "Why though? Aren't the memories a happy one? Bakit ayaw mong maalala? E, masaya naman ang mga yon." "I don't want to remember how it feels to be a happy so I wouldn't long for it." "Ang sabi naman ni Kuya Kingsley makakapaglaro pa kayo kahit na matanda na. Why don't you just do the things you did before so you would feel happy again?"

The memory still lingers in her like it was just yesterday. "Let's leave the painful memory where it belongs, it's all in the p-past now Tita," she said without conviction because there's still a part of her that wants to seek for something in their past, however she doesn't know where to start. Kapag binabalikan niya kase ang nakaraan nila parang mas lumalabo iyun at bukod doon wala namang masaya doon. All she saw was red, from the start until the end.

I admitted quietly. His eyes lifted slightly, attentive but not intrusive. I hesitated. Then continued anyway. “It’s not like pain. It’s… absence. Like something important used to be there, but I can’t remember what it is anymore.” Lucas didn’t interrupt. So I kept going. “I keep thinking maybe I should remember more clearly. Maybe if I tried harder, I could hold onto something about them. But every time I try, it slips away.” My fingers tightened slightly around the edge of the folder.