Ysis

His little angel.

The last time I saw him was a year ago, and he was telling me that they broke up. After three serious relationships, it must have been appalling for him to hear that single recurring break-up reason: parents do not like him.

They can't be blamed though. He is a rebellious son since sixteen. Five years ago, all I saw in him was angst culled from his crumbling relationship with his sister and his mom. Last year, I still saw that fire in his eyes when I asked him when was the last time he visited Muntinlupa. Not that he hasn't changed since the first time I saw him. Actually, he even surprised me when he began mentioning God and his new prayer habit. I told him, it's very nice to see him mellow down. He said, he's not getting any younger and he feels like settling down very soon.

And he did. I saw Ysis and I eventually recognize that her eyes is his. There you go. I then realize that he is keeping Ysis' existence from me until now. Maybe he was supposed to tell me about her last year, until I suddenly avoided him (again).

Well, that is because after a series of meeting him, I already saw where things are leading to again. I didn't want him to ask me back like how he did many times before. I couldn't bring him back to me. I didn't know where I hid my love for him, but it appears I hid it well that I couldn't find it anymore. So I disappeared, thinking it will be a wiser decision for the both of us.

It was only when Ysis looked at her shoulder when I realize who her mom is. I saw her before on pictures. She is responsible for bringing him back to life after what happened to us.

It took me more than a moment before finally accepting what I saw. After giving them a long, unnoticed stare, I found myself wishing him happiness, like I never did for a very long time.