yesternight, we found ourselves arguing over where i am staying. i told him that i have not been feeling well since Friday [coughs, colds & sore throat] and we'll just talk some other time. he knows that i rarely use the "not-feeling-well" excuse just to get away from an argument. i am already stressed enough these days, dagdag pa that this upper respiratory tract infection is gaining more power on me because of my lack of sleep and the cold weather. i need space.
not wanting to let go of his defense, i was speechless when he said:
"tapusin na nga natin 'tong usapan na'to.
kung anu-ano naman kasi ang iniisip mo. kaya ka nagkakasakit eh.
just come here. wag ka ng magtanong pa. basta just go here.
leave everything behind you and start a new life over here... with me."
the long silence that followed was only broken by my own sobs. hindi ko kinaya. i just said "i need to go, i need to rest." then ended the call.
i don't know why i cried. i am not sure whether i felt like a Diosa with long curly hair or a stubborn loser who refuse to let go of her pride and self-respect. ang tanging naiintindihan ko lang ay he still doesn't get me.
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