Waves of Past

im. I didn’t bother opening it or reading it because that would just be a waste of time. I sti

would stop. Guys would surely stop if they get tired of pleasing a girl. After all, they can find someone else again. Well, that’s what I thought. I thought that

utside. He would send me the song he was listening to and ask me to listen to it. He would send sweet and encouraging messages to light up my mood. There were even times where he would just simply text me with my name

tarted doing it. There are moments where I wanted to reply but I am afraid where this would lead us. I know where it would lead us...and I am scared to ri

n love again. I want to find mys

the time comes. He’d been doing that for months and I continued to ignore him. But, damn! He’s

to see him. Maybe check on him if he was really sincere or if he doesn't have anything to do

n my life that I never wanted to fall in love again. I don’t want to fall i

stop..

is isn’t the right time for me to do it. Also, I am busy with a lot of things. I t

now working with me. She even invested her hard-earned money in my studio. And, so we sta

them in their shoes. It wikl be a limited edition pair of shoes for that brand...for Vans. It’s a dream come true for me knowing t

who asked for a collaboration with me. Not to brag, but I am really a famous painter and photographer. Before I settled in the Philippines, I worked internationally and was ev

clothing lines and fashion shows. My other photographers handle some

t am I go

. It’s already ten in the morning and he usually texts before eight in the mor

the water. “What’s yo

Surely, he will. It’s been three months since he started texting me and I didn’t even reply once. What should I expect? Of course, he’ll get tired of unc

him? Why am I even concerned? I don’t even know him. I should stop this nonsense. Why would I expec

it it. I was already waiting for his text each day and not receiving it right

things I needed to do. It was already lunch, but I haven

couldn’t sleep. Damn! I started doing yoga to calm my mind. Then, when I couldn't

te m

ake a month break so I started rearranging my schedules, giving some of it to Anessa. Well,

of the islands there. My flight will be tomorrow since I managed to contact my friend from the airline to acc

ith a hea

even in the evening, but traffic sucks in Ma

me early and was supposed to stay at the nearby coffee shop around the airport. But, I must have gone crazy because instead

ir specialty. Then, I sat beside the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at people outside the city

I traveled all the way here in this city...I stayed a bit longer and t

e place one last time in case he was here...then started to walk

re? I looked around the place. Did he see me? Should I answer his call? What am I going to say? Fuck! Thi

o say. Will he call back if I don’t answer it?

ds to pick up the call because I am waiti

ing. Why is his voice so hot in my ea

he was smiling or perhaps grinning on the

s. I am not goi

remained silent waiting for his explanation. [ I’m sorry for not texting you. I am currently staying on an island, so it would be

was beati

my calls. Take care a

te. I could only hear his br

e doing fine, A

I say? Sho

on’t worry...after this...I’ll make sure to see you. Come on! Can y

elp it. At least, he’s there? Should I try it? Well, maybe...if we see each other aga

d like he was waiting f

did I even say it? He would probably think that I went there to see him. Not like

reached t

e needs to do a lot of things as of the moment so it’s better for her that she doesn’t know where I am. I need a break where I don’t know a lo

days I don’t usually see. I’ve been busy with all my work these past years that I felt like the un

see the perfect cone of the volcano from afar and I am kinda excited to see

uld send me to the island. So, I will stay at the hotel for the night then be ready by dawn be

nd, so she won’t be able to reach me for days or maybe for weeks. Th

e random things, my hydroflask, and a sling bag. I also b

odated me so I was able to

taff who volunteered to carry my things for me. I am not

pointed the wa

Thank

rang. My heart suddenly beat faster than usual when I saw his name. I was even in a hur

aking me drop my key

p my keys. My hands were full and I had to bend a little to pick it

answer the call as I was to pick up the keys when the call stopped. You could see the disappointmen

guy handed

t staring at the man. I am not in the mood to be ni

ioned all the curses in the world and

that’s the sexiest voice I ever h

y? Maybe...I don’t know. I didn’t give him any a

ound ] He

I said,

ned and was shocked to see him standing five feet apart from me.

when I saw him wearing one of the limited edition shoes I designed f

see you ag

believe i