kuwentuhan lang.

I didn’t really go for the excessive chatter on the FM band that moment, so I popped in one of my CDs, not knowing what songs were in it. After a few seconds, I heard an eerily familiar intro, and finally realized what I had just put in the player—my collection of love songs.

​“Oh, shit!” I uttered quite loudly, “Not this one!”

​“Wait, wait…” Melissa said, and then paused to listen intently.

​“Today, I heard our favorite song on the radio/I closed my eyes and saw our first hello/And then, I saw the time we fell in love in each other’s arms/I opened my eyes and you were gone…”

​“Uhh, yeah…alam mo…I don’t…know…how my sister’s CD….found its way….here!” I stammered, while fumbling for the “eject” button on the car radio and, at the same time, attempting an excuse for having that CD in my car.

​“No, ‘wag mong tanggalin!” she interrupted. “I like this song.”

​“You do?!” I asked, with a slight tone of disbelief. She just nodded.

​“Wow…’di ko alam…mahilig ka rin pala sa…medyo…” I stammered further.

​“Luma?” she volunteered, trying to finish my sentence.

​“Err, parang gano’n na nga!” I quipped.

This is part of a love story I’ve been working on for the past two years.

Yes, two years. That would be, practically, since we moved here. I just hope I could get a lot more inspiration to finish this (at last). I don’t think I’m even in the middle of it yet. :(

Well, good luck to me. :D