I was years too late. Was it possible? My head felt as if it had been used as a battering ram. Thoughts raced in and out, questions, assumptions. And Anger. I couldn't even access the part of my being that processed communication, it was all sensation to me now. Feelings, the predominant one, Hurt. I'm deeply wounded.
Days passed. Naging mailap ako Kay Clark. Pag nakikita ko sya nasasaktan ako. Hindi ko inakala na masyadong magkahawig ang mukha Ng Mag-ama. There's no way out. It's his. I was just living in a Self Denial world.
I heard knocks on the door. "Baby? Come on, if you don't want to talk to me then at least eat!"
I didn't bother to answer. He stopped after the attempt of trying to knock his way through. Kasama Ng sira-sira kong puso ay kasabay nito ang pagka pipe ko at
