graduation

When he’s gone, I was left undone.

It’s closely to the end of March. Schools are marching towards their vacation. My sophomore days are about to end. So this night, I have begun fixing my things. I first attended my closet for my clothes. As I carry a pile of them, out to my bed, some got out from my embrace and fell to the floor. I was on picking up the fallen garments, when my eyes and hands met in stature, and the rest of my body becomes stiff. A white gown lay down from my hold, with its cap that fell off to my feet.

That piece best suited for the special occasion any students are looking forward to attend...

The Graduation- a ceremony marking the fulfillment of one student. I had already been there and used those thrice, but all were just arranged. And I will not be experiencing it real by any chance. Not by the nearest time… not anymore.

I first wore it when I was six, then when I turned twelve and then sixteen. But the latest was really a great fool on me. I had it, but was merely hanging and floating upon my body. But what hurt me most, was the shouting impossibility in two years time. Because I won’t, by anyhow will have a graduation.

I lost my hold on the gown and slowly my hands on it had rested on the floor. Tears drawn into my cheeks as I remember the night that I was left undone…

No light could enter into the room. Moist were surrounding the whole. I could hear dropping sounds that had reached my feet as the flowing passed by. Then I hear someone’s sobbing from the corner. As my hands searched for it, I found my cloth in tatters. As they moved up to my face, they get wet… I found myself crying in the corner of this dark and hot room. The next thing, my body was showered with its own blood; my blood that had escaped from me. No one was there, because he’s already gone. And I..., was left undone.

I had been in three graduations already, but all were bogus. He came like a stranger fearing me on my first graduation. I didn’t know him and scared to be with him. But my mother said, I need to be with him, because we were opt to be together since I was born. As days passed by, we became friends.

There were times he would leave the house for several days or even months for work. And whenever he came home, he always got something for me. He had a work when I had my second graduation. I was twelve then, he promised to come but still seemed to fail. He came, but when all was already done. He failed to see me up in the stage and hear my speech I was dedicating for him. But I had forgiven him fast. He made me a promise to be there in my next graduations and witness the whole ceremony. Our following days worked as though no disappointments happened. Until that night occurred. He broke my trust and shattered me, then left me at one corner of my room, undone. My third graduation, of course he never showed up. I had it, but it was just a front.

I am back fixing my clothes. The gown and the cap were set aside. I would only be waiting for two years to take my march before finally living school. But because of what had happened that night, I will never have my graduation. And never had a graduation in my entire life.

Two months from this vacation, I am on my third year. Exactly two years, I will take a march with my mother and my sister. I am on the ceremony, but wouldn’t be graduating. It will just be an act. I was just fooling myself that I had fulfilled the requirements, but not. Because he’s not there, and I am still missing him though he break me and my trust.

I could never be graduating because I could never have him back. And so I would never be fulfilled, for that night, my father left me and since my life then is undone. And so, graduation on missing him is not meant for me.

Para sa aking kaibigan na naroroon....

THERE



Hi there!,
I hope you're fine,
we'll be as well, don't mind
I know, this' goodness to define;

I remember, after my challenge,
You came by to stay.
There, always at my side,
You pick me up and guide.

There, since then, I see life that I hadn't
You're actually a pro, but are willing to go back
for someone, you turned to somebody,
Then keep me as your buddy.


Tough things came along,
But together we sing the song.
To hit the tune,
We just continue to dream on.

There with my dreams,
your faith believes in my hands;
your sight to my whole;
you simply become my inspiration.

Behind my first step,
there at my back
I see you running,
assuring that I'll keep going.

There, I totally feel you're a blessing
My tears began flowing,
I never imagine
That one day you'll be There, while I am here.

Now, There is you're home with Him,
I hope you'll hear:
Wayback then and towards there,
You are and will always be here
Part of my breath, I love you and will miss you my Friend.

tikatik

Sa mga nakaraang araw, bagamat mahirap, ako'y may natutunan;
Ako'y may nahanap upang tuluyang muling maging akin.

Panahon...

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Maraming nawawala at nararamdaman kahit sa kaiklian nito.
Kapag nalimutan mong sulyapan, di mamamalayang wala na ito.

Pagsisisi ang aking hinagkan nung ako'y nagkamalay kailan lang,
Aking kaibiga'y lumisan na pala at ako'y luhaan.

Ngunit panahon ay nagtuturo nang di basta basta,
ngayon alam ko na kung paano magpahalaga.

Kanina,muli kaming bumalik ng aking mga kaibigan,
Sa dati naming puntahan

Ngayon ako'y ganado na magpatuloy upang panaho'y di lumayo;
At sa bawat tikatik ng orasan, gagamitin ko ito nang may pagmamahal.