Sunday morning rain is falling, steal some covers share some skin.
Exactly one year ago, I woke up two hours earlier than usual: 2:30 am.
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable.
It was so dark, I couldn’t see a thing. I was looking for that switch, I needed to get up.
You twist to fit the mould that I am in.
How I just want to lie on my bed and never get up. The bed and me, you see, it’s like we’re half a piece of each other; we have something most couples don’t have: we have a ‘forever’.
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do.
My eyes were betraying me; I did not get my beloved eight hours of sleep, I was a little– what do you call this– excited the other night that I had stayed later than usual.
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew.
Yes, I almost forgot. I still need to go somewhere. I can’t hit the snooze button forever.
That someday it would lead me back to you.
Don’t worry my dear bed. I’ll be right back. I’ll just eat my breakfast, have a nice bath, and go. Just six-hours and it will be ALL over.
In darkness she is all I see.
So I departed the safe secludes of our home so early in the dawn: not sure what to expect, uncertain of what could happen. I can’t fathom any image in my mind of what I may encounter; everything was blank, it was all black and void. But as I looked upward in search of hope; there she was, the only large object that was visible in that night sky.
Come and rest your bones with me.
There was something about the crescent of the moon that relived the uneasiness of my heart. I reach the bus station, ready to go to the place where everything will be decided.
Driving slow on Sunday morning
In my erratic of a mind, it seems like I was riding a very slow ride, despite the fact that the vehicle was probably moving at its fastest speed along the empty highway.
And I never want to leave.
My chest was pounding and I was palpitating all over; my fingers were crossed and I think I was having an anxiety attack. Because exactly one-year ago, I took the hardest and most challenging college entrance exam in the country; exactly one-year ago, I took UPCAT. —