05/02/2025
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The wind howled fiercely, and angry waves crashed against the shore. The moon was hidden, the stars refused to shine.
It felt like only yesterday were we huddled together on these cold sands, making plans, as if we held our destiny in our palms.
It was never love at first sight, no, the world doesnโt slow down. Was it slow-burned? Idk, I donโt even know love. But I knew the moment everything changed. It was that silly smile. The warmth it gave me, the heartbeats it stole. And the secret glances we shared, the pinky fingers that intertwined. It almost feels like Spring. Just like the flowers that bloomed, my feelings grew.
But nights persist in their brutal honesty, I lay in bed without solace. Dude, Iโm captivated, a prisoner of my own heart. My love is still mine, yes, but my heart is already yours.
And I cling to you, desperate to hold you close.
And so, I thought. I shouldโve prayed for time to stand still, so I wouldnโt have to grasp something I canโt ever reach again.
Almost five years. And I still ponder about us.
Seasons change, like you, they never stayed. They do come around again and again, but they never felt the same.
Iโve waited, even woven countless sad stories. But you know, we ache the most. For I know, whatever ends, it will never end with us.
This might be the ending of a chapter forever untitled.
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Words by Maria Althea F. Montejo
Photo by Allen Joy Bueza
