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THE TENTH OF NOVEMBER
I flinched when he touch me. I thought I've grown used to him already, comfortable with his touches. However, anytime I feel his hands on me, I panic, i'd throw up at other times.
When will I get over this?
Its been four years but it still feel like yesterday. I tried, heaven knows I tried, to erase this memory and his picture from my mind but I can't. I still remember EVERY SINGLE DETAIL.
"Hey. Are you okay?"
he asked. I looked at his eyes, its sapphire, I love them. They were the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes that day. Staring at them calm me down. He knows, that's why he doesn't mind.
"Now I am" I replied with a small smile almost forced.
"I'm sorry I scared you. I thought you saw me coming"
He's so sweet, always apologizing, even though he did nothing to me. He said I'm his Phoenix, though burnt to ashes, that I still live, I still persevere. He says he can't imagine what I'm going through, because it hurt to even think about it yet I live it, every day of my life, for four years.
"Today is the tenth" I manage to whisper, I'm not sure if he heard and I didn't look at his face because I know what I'll see. PAIN
"Oh baby. Come here."
He opened his arms and I run into them,
and sob,
and sob,
and sob until I couldn't feel my eyes anymore. I cried for me, for what I've been and is still going through, I cried for him, for his relentless love, care, patience and endurance. I cried for our relationship, a union I don't know how to salvage. "Its okay sweetheart, you're strong. You know you're a Phoenix right, you're MY PHOENIX."
The tenth November is a date engraved in my heart. It was the day I met him and also the day I saw the demon who has been invading my sleeps.
I was coming back from the store, which was owned by my mother at around 11pm. This has been my route for over a dacade since we moved into the residential area when I was only twelve years old. My mom started the store the very month we moved into the neighborhood. It was a convenience store that sells staples, junk foods and drugstore items. ...
When will I get over this?
Its been four years but it still feel like yesterday. I tried, heaven knows I tried, to erase this memory and his picture from my mind but I can't. I still remember EVERY SINGLE DETAIL.
"Hey. Are you okay?"
he asked. I looked at his eyes, its sapphire, I love them. They were the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes that day. Staring at them calm me down. He knows, that's why he doesn't mind.
"Now I am" I replied with a small smile almost forced.
"I'm sorry I scared you. I thought you saw me coming"
He's so sweet, always apologizing, even though he did nothing to me. He said I'm his Phoenix, though burnt to ashes, that I still live, I still persevere. He says he can't imagine what I'm going through, because it hurt to even think about it yet I live it, every day of my life, for four years.
"Today is the tenth" I manage to whisper, I'm not sure if he heard and I didn't look at his face because I know what I'll see. PAIN
"Oh baby. Come here."
He opened his arms and I run into them,
and sob,
and sob,
and sob until I couldn't feel my eyes anymore. I cried for me, for what I've been and is still going through, I cried for him, for his relentless love, care, patience and endurance. I cried for our relationship, a union I don't know how to salvage. "Its okay sweetheart, you're strong. You know you're a Phoenix right, you're MY PHOENIX."
The tenth November is a date engraved in my heart. It was the day I met him and also the day I saw the demon who has been invading my sleeps.
I was coming back from the store, which was owned by my mother at around 11pm. This has been my route for over a dacade since we moved into the residential area when I was only twelve years old. My mom started the store the very month we moved into the neighborhood. It was a convenience store that sells staples, junk foods and drugstore items. ...
