"You've really waited for me for that long, Huh!" He said with his famous smirk.
"What? Hell, NO! Why would I?" I exclaimed half shouting. The nerve of this jerk.
He raised something in the air. Shit!! It's my journal. Pano napunta sa kanya yan? I've been looking for that the whole afternoon to think na nasa kanya lang pala.
"I presumed this is yours. You've never change Elle. The penmanship is quite impressive and the letter itself. An Open Letter to the Guy I Stopped waiting for, huh. " he said habang papalapit sa kinatatayuan ko.
"What?? Why---, " I'm out of words to say and still at shock when he hand me my journal.
"Why didn't you give it to me. The Letter?" sabi niya sabay hakbang papalapit pa sa'kin. I think it's instinct that guide me to step backward. I'm still digesting the things he had said. Letter, he said something about it. The journal, An Open Letter-----
anak ng--.
" You've read my journal? Seriously?" I exclaimed again making him to stop from coming forward.
"Nangingialam ka ng gamit ng may gamit?" Hindi ko alam kung pasigaw ko ba yung nasabi dahil bigla nalang dumami ang tao sa paligid at napapalingon din ang ibang dumadaan. I'm MAD. Really mad.
"You don't need to be angry right away. I don't read the whole thing, just the letter. I'm curious that I saw my name on it. That's it." Mahabang paliwanag niya. Halata ang pagtataka sa kangyang mga mata. Isama mo na ang pagkairita na siyang nagpakulo ng dugo ko.
Anong pangalan ang pinagsasabi nito? Pano napunta sa journal ko ang pangalan nang isang 'to. I didn't remember writing it.
I opened my journal and scan the pages and was shock on what I've just read.
Bloody hell!! How does it happened?
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An Open Letter to the Guy I Stop Waiting For
RandomIt all started with that damn "letter". Because of that entirely misunderstood open letter my already roller coaster life became worst. I write. He assumed. I tell the truth. No one gives a damn... Now I going to deal with the consequences it brin...
