Ikaw (Bangko Part 3)

P.S. It’s the last day of August. We culminate today the Buwan ng Wika (National Language Month) So, i am posting my finale of my short story. Enjoy guys.

P.S. (again) Thanks to a really good friend who was my inspiration in writing  this story.

Ikaw

Parang eksena sa pelikula kung paano tayo pinagtagpo ng tadhana after 7 years.  Nakita kita sa malayo. Sinadya kitang binangga sa pag aakalang hindi mo ako kilala. But to my surprise, tinawag mo ako sa aking pangalan. 

Ngumiti ka at ako’y natulala.

“Kumusta ka” ang iyong tanong. 

“You look good”, ang wala sa lugar kong sagot. Kasi naman you really look good.

Doon na nagsimula ang lahat.

After all, kilala mo din pala ako. Yours was a story of a man na natorpe lumapit. Cliche ika nga, but, well version mo yun.

Sabi mo nga ” you are close to being perfect, and i was….never mind”

Insecure…torpe… whatever your reason maybe, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Pasta ang inorder ko the first time we had lunch together. After which we had coffee. Masaya kang kasama. Magaan. Para bang we’ve known each other for a really long time. 

We were like long lost friend.  Walang adjustment na nangyari. 

Nasundan pa ng maraming beses ang lunch natin. Hindi ko na din mabilang kung ilang beses akong omorder ng pasta. Pasta sa Monday, sa Tuesday, hanggang Friday. Red, white and green (I meant pesto) na pasta. Favorite ko ang pasta. Di kasi ako marice. But believe me; yung unang beses na nag lunch tayo, yun na yata ang pinakamasarap na pastang natikman ko sa tanang buhay ko. 

Masarap kang kasama. It felt so good and so right. 

Bakit marami ang nahuhumaling sa kape kahit nakakapalpitate ito? 

Bakit marami ang may gusto ng pasta kahit fully loaded ng carbs ito?

Kahit masama, dahil masarap okay lang.

Bakit laging puno ang bangko? kahit mahaba ang pila okay lang kasi we need to save up.

Parang ikaw, I invested on you… and now, i am able to take it. My bonus pa.

Ikaw and pasta ng buhay ko. Di maiwasan, di matanggihan.

Ikaw ang bangko ng buhay ko. My deposit. My withdrawal.

‘Twas worth it after all.

What is it about you? Truth is, after three years, I really don’t know. I just love you and I believe that’s just how it is.

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You (Bank Part 3)

I finally met you, after seven years. And it was like a movie scene. You were standing from a distance. I went past through you intentionally, believing that you will never (or you never did) recognize me.  But i was so surprised to hear you call out my name.

You smiled at me. Twas the sweetest smile. 

I froze.

“How are you?”, you asked me.

“You look good”, I said. “Twas the lamest answer i have ever given (I should have said “fine”). But you really looked good though. 

It all started that way.

After all, you knew me. 

You didn’t know how to approach me, you explained.  A dork, maybe. 

You said ” you are close to being perfect, and i was….never mind”

I ordered pasta the first time we had lunch. Then we had coffee after. It felt like we knew each other for really long. Or twas like, we were long lost friends. We hit it off immediately. 

We would have lunch then almost everyday. And whenever we have lunch, i would order for a pasta. Pasta on Mondays, Tuesdays till Friday. I cannot anymore count how many pastas have i ordered during the first month we were together. 

I have tried so much and so many pastas; but i tell you, the first time we had lunch was probably the most delicious pasta i have ever had in my whole life. Weird, but that’s true. 

I love being with you. It felt so good and so right. 

Why do we love coffee even if it triggers palpitation? 

Why do we love pasta even if it’s fully loaded with carbs?

It doesn’t really matter whether it triggers palpitation or if it is fully loaded with carbs. It takes good. It’s delicious.

And you are just like that. You are my pasta; my coffee

Why do we deposit our money in the banks? Why do we take time lining up to reach the teller? It’s necessary. We need to save up. We need to invest.

And you are just like a bank. I saved up. I invested. Now, i am having the best time of my life enjoying my savings.

‘Twas worth it after all.

What is it about you? Truth is, after three years, I really don’t know. I just love you and I believe that’s just how it is.

 

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In the Silence of my Heart

In the silence of my heart and from a distance my prayer today goes out to a really dear friend who’s son passed away.

“Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.”

―Ernest Hemingway

Don’t

Don’t bullshit me with your
“I love you’s”
None of them bears witness
To how i grieve
Of witnessing you walk away
Everyday.

Don’t fool me with your
“I miss you”
Nothing compares to the pain
You inflicted on me
For being near yet so far away.

Don’t lull me with your
“I wanna be with you”
Nonsense, though
For up and till now you
Remain a fragment in my dreams.

Don’t say you love me…

 

P.S.

An irrational (maybe for some) poetic rant of a woman in a coffee shop.

 

Silenced (Triple Haiku)

Adored you i wept
In the silence of my heart
I whispered and sighed

I sat beside you
Not a word even to say
Let me walk away

I will thrudge through there
That long narrow road, I’ll be
Walk with me my love

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Goodbye Zoe (Poem for Zoe )

I am reblogging this post..Zoe just passed away today after 8 months of fighting for her life she is finally now in heaven.
My daughter and the rest of her friends are saddened by this.

May you watch over us Zoe…

michnavs

I have a very heartbreaking story to tell. My youngest daughter who is 12 years old has a bestfriend of 6 years. Her name is Zoe.

Zoe has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer (yes a 12 year old girl with an ovarian cancer).. she underwent surgery last February 2016. Unfortunately, her situation worsened since then. After several chemotherapy sessions, blood transfusions and other medical procedures; the doctors decided not to go through another surgery anymore.

Currently, Zoe has gone bald. There has been water retention in her body making her look like a pregnant young woman.

I cannot imagine how her family is coping.

As a mom myself i am deeply saddened by this. My daughter and Zoe literally grew up together.

This afternoon my daughter ask me to critic a poem she wrote for Zoe.

ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU

No matter what happens
No one will forget you
No…

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Hear Me

Hear Me
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Hear me as i cry
For your sweet agonizing ray
Though i beg the sun to shine
As you stay by in thine.
Oh, rain came weeping down
As blood oozes
Thru my vein, yearning for
your
Sweet embrace.

No, not this time
Never my love,
For no one is bound to know
How prepared i can be
When you will go
And forever i am doomed.

Please, don’t.
Never go.
Stay!
Just for a moment.

I know i promised
I’ll let you go,
When summer rain ends.

Now i beg, rain don’t go!
P.S.

I thought my summer rain poetry obsession  (sort of) will end as soon as the first ray of sun comes out; i was wrong, because like the rain that floods the streets, my mind is flooding too with heart -wrenching ideas…..ahhhh summer rain i just can’t let you go

The Versatile Blogger Award

 The Versatile Blogger Award

I’d like to thank Jade for this award..”thanks Jade”

You guys know the rules by now, I’m sure—this award asks for seven facts about yourself…let’s get started.

I, Mich..

1. Am a super coffee fan…need i say more? It perks up my day..

2. Sleeps without a pillow. I dooze off better that way.

3. Have a dog…a dobberman, named after a famous coffe and donut shop in Asia Jco.

4. Used to teach. I started off as pre -school teacher then i resigned as a college teacher.

5. Hates insects especially mosquitoes…it freaks me out.

6. Have been trying to learn baking…hehehe..i am getting there ..

7. Am missing my dad so much..

In the spirit of celebration and virtual partying, I’ll also pass along the Versatile Blogger Award to the following Versatile Bloggers

Yasshi over at Autumnwith you

Harbans over at Innerthoughts

Mona over at Mona_Khaan

Carly over at myhearinglossstory

Og over at Oglach

Ginger over at Aroused

Brian over at Brian Lageose

No pressure to accept, and if I missed anyone who wants to participate, feel free to grab that award below and give it a new home on your blog!versatile-blogger-award