it was wednesday.
i had to go home late to finish all the audits assigned to me. i dropped by the bank to deposit the money i worked for. i felt my phone vibrate. i checked it right away.
it was my brother, he said: "ano sked mo dis week? nood tayo ng cinemanila sa taguig"
to which i replied: "8-5. kelan ba? san sa taguig?"
when he texted: "market market" i felt my chest trembled.
market market... it was where me and my ex met - and where i left all of our memories. i try not to go there because i wouldn't like to reminisce anything about us - about him.
but then for some reason, i still said yes.
saturday came.
i planned to go home to prep up before i meet my brother but because of the company thing we had, i didn't even had a chance to rest. i decided to take a cab to avoid the traffic.
i remembered closing my eyes to at least rest, but to my surprise, when i opened my eyes i was already in market market.
i was expecting i'd feel sad when i get there.
but i didn't.
it felt different. i didn't feel a thing. i didn't remember his face, the things that we usually do, the places where we usually hang out.
it was like i was numb.
i didn't recall anything. it was like the it was the first time i visited the place.
i just realized, maybe my brain got tired because of the days work. or maybe my brain got tired thinking of the relationship i had with my ex - that it chose not to associate anything to him.
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