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"Ayoko na," yun ang sabi mo. 

 

Paulit-ulit itong tumatakbo sa isip ko, at hindi ko mapigilan ang magtanong, "Seryoso ka ba?" dahil alam kong hindi ito ang taong minahal ko. 

 

Or are you? 

 

Are you the same girl that I fell in love with? 

 

"Mahal…" pagtawag niya, at hindi ko mapigilan ang ngumiti dahil kita ko sa mga mata niya, wala na. 

 

"Mahal ang tawag mo sa 'kin," pagsimula ko, at nang tignan ko uli siya ay hindi na niya ako matignan ulit. "Pero hindi mo na ako mahal, 'di ba?" 

 

Hindi ka nakasagot. 

 

Nakatitig ka lang sa akin na parang nasa mukha ako ang salitang dapat mong isagot sa napakadami kong tanong, pero ni isang salita ay hindi ko narinig mula sa'yo. 

 

"Ano, ganun na lang?" tanong ko ulit, pero pareho lang  reaksyon mo; you're staring at me again, but not in the way I want it to be. 

 

Hindi ka ulit nakasagot. 

 

"Mukha nga…" I say, at kahit gusto kong hawak an ang mga kamay mo, kahit gusto kitang yakapin ng mahigpit, hindi ko magawa. 

 

Mahal, bakit parang ang layo-layo mo na? 

 

"Please…" pagmamakaawa ko, "Magsalita ka naman. Say anything. Curse me, hurt me, wala na akong pakielam. Say anything else, other than the silence you're giving me right now." 

 

You purse your lips, and for the nth time this night, my heart breaks. 

 

"H-Hindi ganun kadali—" 

 

"Ang ano? Ang iwan ako ng ganito?" 

 

Hindi ko na mapigilan ang mga luha na tumuloy nang bumagsak, and I do no effort to wipe it away, because I thought she would. 

 

Because I thought you would. 

 

Kasi you always do. 

 

You're my comfort, my love, my home, but now… why do I feel like that person is gone? 

 

No. 

 

You stare at me blindly like I'm the one who's breaking your heart to pieces. 

 

Like I'm not the one who's hurting ever since this night began, ever since you said those two words that visibly signify the end. 

 

As if all I've given to you is pain. 

 

"Tell me," I begged, for the nth time. "Tell me if I hurt you, or anything. Did I do something wrong, Mahal?" I ask, the pet name suddenly feeling bitter and foreign against my tongue—like I wasn't supposed to call her that. 

 

"N-No…" she says, but a million other questions appear in my head, leaving me more confused and hurt as ever. "Hindi ikaw… No, you didn't do anything wrong." 

 

"I'm sorry, Mahal." you say, leaving me no explanation. 

 

Leaving me with nothing at all. 

 

"Hanggang dito na lang."