A Few Words

Some of them knew that I’m a man of few words. They also recognized me as someone who keeps my mouth running. Sometimes in rogue. My defense was everything was made out of candor. I never wanted to hide anything — even the smallest details.

However, I never realized or neglected that those few words caused inconvenience to others. I only knew it once it struck me. I know. It’s a cliché revelation. It’s not something that I have put a lot of thought into. I also know that once the bridge is burning, there is no coming back to be saved.

A few words or not even an ounce of worth have scarred all of you and me, and that’s probably what makes me a silent man. Unnoticed.

There is something I realized also. Our time together is expiring as we speak now. Losing loved ones is never easy for me. Even gaining is also challenging. All I can do is simply cherish all the time we have so far and for going forward.

There is not much of an option left. No choices can be made because choices only favor the privileged.

Whether you’ll stay with me until the end or we will part ways for the better as the day goes, I want to say that I love you and will try to remember you as much as possible.

I can’t promise you that it’s not over, but I feel there are still some sparks in me to believe that the sunlight will stay flash upon my eyes.