first day as a customer service agent. here i am, staring at the monitor, waiting for my next call. its been 45 minutes since my last one, and now im starting to wonder if the supes've been routing them vdns properly.

i glanced at the cigarette burn on my hand again. memories of the previous night's drinking session rush into me, and once more i was in a state of nostalgia.

i can still feel her warm tears on my neck; her resonant sobs of contrition coming from deep within her body; the thud of her heart as it beat against mine; and as i hug her tightly, i felt tears on my own eyes as it slowly trickled against my cheeks. as she was recalling a painful childhood memory, i was at war with myself : i never expected her sorrow to be this deep. here was the person who for almost 4 months never shared anything but superficial things to me, we laughed endlessly, made fun of people. now a couple of scars on her pulse and a crushed heart were the only things that can attest to this anguish she has.

again i looked deep into her eyes, and as her tears started to flow anew immediately i took her into my arms once more and hugged her as tight as i could, taking into myself all the sorrow, letting my own heart absorb the anguish of hers.

so this was the face behind that mask that for so long i've wanted to take off. this was the being behind those high walls that i've desired to climb. this was the real person behind that amiable facade.

finally she wiped the tears off her eyes, half-joking that this was something not even her best friend knows about. there came again that cheerful person, asking for another gulp of beer. i smiled and silently handed her the dripping glass, her face once more an indistinct eulogy to what real charm was.

so as i pulled up the sheets over her so she can sleep soundly i gently kissed her cheek and whispered "i'll wake you up at 6 ha, papasok ka pa". i stared at her for a moment, that angelic face, seemingly devoid of anguish that she held deep inside and i silently vowed that i'll try my best to be always there for her; to protect her; i'll always be her friend, confidante, and inamorato.

Listening to: melt with you
Watching: smallville season 2
Feeling: working