Ilang minuto nalang, dadating na si jerick dito. Mag-uusap na kami ng masinsinan.

Napag-usapan kasi naman kagabi na, tapusin nalang.
And last night, we both agreed.

Pero kanina, ang dami 'kong narealize. sobrang selfish ko na pala.
Kung makapagsalita ako, akala mo kung sinong perpekto.
I realized that what I did was not called "loving". It was loving to be loved.

I always said understood him.
I always said that I made more sacrifices for him.
I even shout at him.

Is that love?
Does love quantitate? or qualitate?
Now, we're down this road again... much like last summer.
I don't know what I want anymore.
No. I DO know.
But I don't know if its still possible.
I don't know if its still right.