Blackholes and Revelations (thank you, MUSE)
04-10-2009 Friday
It took me awhile to update my blog since I've been busy with work, sleep, booze, and of course my recent obsession most commonly known as my 'mac' so I guess I owe everyone a brief rerun on what happened to me these past few days ever since April began.
Here goes:
**01-06-2009 Monday
He introduced me to his friends. I had the chance to hang-out with them over a few bottles of beer. Yes, getting drunk has become my recent hobby..again. I don't remember much since I was getting less sober as the night went on. The few things I remember are his soft brown eyes, his warm embrace, his sweet kiss...God, I'm so full of him, I want him so bad I can't get enough.
**01-07-2009 Tuesday
This time, he introduced me to his cousin, a jolly guy who made me laugh my ass off once we're all too drunk to even remember where we were. This is what I need. This is my breakaway from the stress and pressure at work. It feels so damn good just getting drunk, in his arms, having fun. Yeah, it was fun...while it lasted.

***Now back to this day, this night rather, before I went to work. He dropped the bomb. He finally told me what I need to know.
Before y'all get confused, I'll explain further.
Ever heard someone say that a woman's gut or intuition is accurate most of the time?
Well, that's so damn true. You see, I have this feeling that he's keeping something from me. There is something important that he's not telling me and it has been driving me crazy lately because I think that I deserve to know. It all started when I was checking out the music files on his cellphone. Being the curious cat that I am, I browsed the pictures as well. That's when I saw a picture of a baby boy who looked a lot like him and I knew it can't be his baby picture because it was taken a few months ago. He saw me holding his cellphone and grabbed it, telling me that there's nothing there that would interest me. I pretended that I didn't see anything and just laughed it off.
Since then, I kept on bugging him to browse the pictures on his phone to which he always refuse, telling me that there's something that I don't need to see. That made me more determined than ever to know what is it he's keeping from me. I asked him if it's related to his past, he said yes. So it's part of his past, what's the big deal, right? Still, he wouldn't budge. He just told me that it's some pictures of his exes that he kept for keepsake memories. Pfft, lame excuse. I decided to wait impatiently for the right time when I can force the truth right out of his mouth.
The truth did come out. Eventhough I was half-expecting the words he's gonna say, the reality still hit me brutally hard...Not to mention brutally painful. When he said he's ready to tell me the truth, he had this serious look in his eyes and he said that once I find out the truth, he's hoping that I won't leave him. I gave him the assurance and with my knees going weak, I waited for his next words.
"What did you saw on my phone?"he asked.
"Uhh..." I pretended to be thinking hard to remember. "Some photos.."
"Of??"
"Why don't you just tell me!" I insisted.
He held my gaze, "I'm going to tell you. First tell me what you saw."
"Your old photos.."
"And?"
"And...a picture of a baby.." I said,nonchalantly.
He sighed. He seemed to be collecting his thoughts.
I didn't say anything. I let the silence fill the space between us.
He broke the silence with the words that ripped my soul apart, "That's my son."
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