A UNIQUECORN LOVE STORY [BoyxBoy]

Chapter 25: The Moment

“And now, our last piece, may I call on.. Paul Ronald F. Castillo!”

O-M-G!! Did he just call my name? My name? Ang malas ko talaga!

“Go, Paul. Kaya mo yan.” Hindi na ako nakatanggi sa madla at syempre kay Vince. Sana hindi ko pagsisihan tong moment na ito.

Pagka-akyat ko sa stage, binigay na sakin ng host yung papel na sinulatan ko kanina. I took a big, deep breath then approached the microphone. Bahala na si Wonderwoman.

“Good evening, everyone. Ummm.. This poem is from my heart. And I expect you to understand me through your hearts also. I hope you’ll like it. Here goes.”

Wala naman na akong choice kundi i-seize ang moment.

“Right from the start

I know I’m different

                Unique.

Foreign to society’s eye

Pink streak in the black dye

                Compassion, I seek

Hear my voice,

Hear my cry.

                I speak now

For a freak now,

But a free man later.

                Freedom.

Tastes like sweet cherries

On a cold cone.

                Smells like the tingling breeze

Of the orange dawn.

Freedom.

                So near,

Yet so far.

But I’m thankful.

                Thankful for folks

For a home more than enough.

For friends so loyal

                They don’t mind the gap.

I am free because of them.

Now, I want to be free

                Because of me.

A decision I dreaded

So much.

                I dodge.

I must choose.

Free myself

                Or no freedom at all.

The only key?

Love.

                Love is freedom.

Freedom is love.

To finally be free

                I must be able to love.

It is love I seek

And I shall find it eager.

                Through your deep eyes

I surrender.

Anymore.

                I’m no man hater.

My feelings for you;

Sparkler, clearer.

                It is love I seek.

It is love I offer.

I speak as a freak now, 

                But a free man later.”

I took another deep breath before I finish. “Thank you.”

Hindi ko na masyadong napansin na nakatayo na silang lahat na nandoon at pinapalakpakan ako. Masyado akong masaya dahil na-share ko sa ibang tao ang poem ko. At syempre, masyado akong masaya dahil na-share ko kay Vince ang tulang ginawa ko. Ang tulang ginawa ko para sa akin.. at para sa kanya.

Pagkababa ko sa stage, akala ko tapos na. Pero hindi. May naghihintay sa baba.

Naghihintay sya sa baba at niyakap nya ako ng mahigpit.