Wonderwall

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Wonderwall
Kosmos and Bleux

❝ Lola, mom and dad would be here tomorrow. Nauna lang po ako.❞

It was five days before the Christmas of 2015 when I felt that the world stopped and the only one who was moving was him. When he entered the huge archaic doorway of the living room where Beige and I were playing.

❝ Namiss kita apo, t’wing pasko ni‘yo lamang kasi ako binibisita. Tell your parents to come here frequently.❞

It was purely hackneyed but this little fist-like organ inside my rib cage pounded vigorously as he swayed his gaze towards my direction while beaming. His eyes were also smiling, flawlessly.

❝ Still remember your cousin? That is Beige and her bestfriend, Bleux. ❞
Nakangiting sambit ni Lola Feli.

❝ Hi Kuya Kosmos! ❞
Tuwang tuwang bati ni Beige habang yapos sa braso ang isang manikang nilalagyan niya ng damit.

Kosmos. What a beautiful name, isn’t it?

❝ H-hi.❞
Namumulang turan ko bago umiwas ng tingin at tumalikod ng upo. Narinig ko ang mahinang pagtawa nito na siyang nagpa-urong sa dila ko.

❝ Mahiyain talaga ang batang ‘yan ngunit napaka bait. Siya nga pala alam mo na kung nasa’n ang kwarto mo. Maghahanda lamang ako ng tanghalian. ❞
Narinig ko ang paglayo ng tunog ng sapatos ni lola at ang pagtama ng sapatos ni Kosmos paakyat sa mataas na hagdanan.

I fixed my eyes towards his back. Secretly memorizing every perfect details of his entity. His hair reminded me of Leonardo Dicaprio’s prominent curtained haircut. It suits him.

❝ How old is he, Beige? ❞
Nakita ko ang pagngiti ni Beige nang makita ang reaksyon ko.

❝ Well, Kuya Kosmos is sixteen. ❞

I was fourteen when my heart started to be wedged with admiration for someone I just met.

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23rd of December 2017.

Our first and simple conversation started. How he approached me with flashing smile was still vivid.

❝ Hi, have you seen lola Feli? ❞

Mariin akong napalunok nang maramdaman ang pag-upo ni Kosmos sa tabi ko.

His skin is flawlessly white, he has these deep russet-colored eyes; a metaphorically fusion of chaos and tranquility. His curtained haircut is still the same, one of the most beautiful thing about him that I will never forget.

❝ Lumabas sila ni Beige para bumili ng bananacue. ❞
Mahinang sagot ko.

❝ Am I disturbing you? ❞

Gulat ko siyang nilingon at sunod sunod na umiling.

❝ I-I don’t usually like talking to new people but I can talk to you, I can try. ❞
Ramdam ko ang malakas na pagkabog ng puso ko nang mahina itong tumawa na animo‘y naaaliw.

❝ You still consider me as stranger? ❞

Sandali akong natigilan dahil sa itinanong nito. Siguro ay naramdaman niya na wala akong maisasagot kaya naman inilihis niya na lamang ang usapan.

❝ Hmm...Do you have a brother? ❞
Nakangiti pa ring tanong nito.

❝ I have one. ❞

❝ Now you have two. You can call me kuya Kosmos. ❞

Kinagat ko ang ibabang labi ko kasabay ng pag-iling.

❝ You are not my brother. ❞
Nakangusong turan ko.

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