It was past midnight.
My cellphone beeped, a new message from an unfamiliar number. It started with, “Hi Migs.”
Later I realized that same number called me several times that day. Whenever I answered, it was just silence from the other line. Either a shy stalker, or a prank caller, I thought. I was pretty busy throughout that day and did not want to get upset so I just let it be. Each time the number rang, I would very politely answer, “Hello?” Each time I did, there was nothing on the other end but silence.
Past midnight, as the moon broke out of the sorry clouds, the caller likewise revealed himself.
“Hi Migs. Nice to hear your ‘hello’ again. It’s been exactly one year since we first met. And again, I’m here, same time, same restaurant, almost the same table, just wishing that I’m with the same person too as last year. But since alam kong hindi na puwede, celebrating good old times na lang. I miss you, Migs. I really do. I know you’re happy now. Good luck!”
And I realize, some hearts just don’t know how to quit. They can get tired, but they nevertheless continue beating for their beloved. I pity the person but at the same time I feel so powerless — how can you salve that aching heart when you cannot make yourself reciprocate?
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