Romans & histoires We Can't Be Friends

Ni hindi man lang nagtatama ang mata namin kahit isang beses. Alam kong nararamdaman ng mga taong nakapaligid sa amin na may problema kami ni Michael ngunit mas pinipili nalang siguro nilang manahimik at huwag mangialam. Look's like our friendship is really over... Napangiti ako ng mapait dahil sa naisip ko. Ito naman ang gusto ko, di'ba? Ngunit bakit ganito kabigat sa pakiramdam?

“We are your friends.” Ngumiti ako at tumango. “I know and thank you,” sabi ko. “Pero kung kayo din naman ang mangangailangan ng tulong, huwag din kayong mahihiya na tawagan ako. That is what friends are for, right? We can count on each other.” Friends… That is something that I don’t really have growing up.

tanong ko, nangingislap ang mga mata. “Of course,” sagot niya. “Good. It was so nice to have a new friend.” Kinuha ko ang phone ko. “Can I add you on my social media account?” “A-ah? Sure, sure,” sabi niya sabay labas ng phone niya. Napangiti ako nang maging friends na kami. I kept her close, not because I trusted her, but because distance gives enemies room to lie, and closeness takes that away.

I guess, if I did not ran away from them, siguro magkasama pa kami hanggang ngayon. They are my very first friend at totoo silang mga kaibigan. I like their honesty dahil totoong tao sila. "Ganyan talaga yan. Sometimes, we have to let go of people even we dear them the most kasi hindi sila nakatakdang manatili sa tabi natin. We have to let them go dahil may darating din na bago." Turan naman ni Martha.

* Bestfriend? I doubt it.

Ngunit nagawa niya, sabi niya sa sarili. Malalim na buntunghininga naman ang kanyang pinawalan. "Malaki ang kasalanan ko sa'yo," wika niya. "Sobrang laki," mariin nitong sabi. Nakagat niya ang kanyang pang-ibabang labi. Ano ba ang dapat niyang sabihin? "A-ayokong masira ang friendship natin." Biglang nagmura si Mark Wayne.

I cut him. "Friends? Why friends?" I questioned. Why was he asking for us to be friends? We're not friends! I don't want friends. Hindi ako friendly. And treating the father of my kids as friend? Iyan na yata ang pinaka ayaw kong gawin.

Hindi ko naman pwede dayain ang sarili ko na mahalin siyang muli. Siguro much better this way. Pero hindi ako natutuwa kay Joanna at Annalise. They will soon taste their own karma. I will make sure of it. "Okay, I will accept defeat. But can we still be friends?" Pagsusumamo nito. Pero malabong mangyari na maging friend pa kami.

Muli niyang hinaplos ang pisngi ng bata. Tahimik na lamang na nakikinig si Widmark. Pati ako nanahimik na rin lang. Kahit gustong-gusto ko na namang sumabat, pinigil ko na lang ang sarili at hinayaan muna siyang kausapin ang Anak niya. "Inaamin ko, Anak na may mali pa rin ako, dahil hindi ko sinabi sa'yo na mag-best friend kami ni Uncle Fred. Tinago ko sa'yo, for some reasons. Kaya sorry na ha."

They're like pickles and chocolates, they don't go well together. Napatingin ako sa seat ni John. He's just there busy writing something. "I guess there are things you can't just say even to your friends," I muttered. We've been friends for three years and I never thought there are still things that he was hiding. Maybe he's right, I never really did ask him about it and it's my fault for not asking. ...I guess I'm failed as a friend. How can I even call myself his best friend. I should know everything about him If I want to call myself his friend. I don't know but I'm just drawn to him like glue. Maybe because I almost see him as my brother that I tend to look after him.