Wish Kiss : Epilogue
Monday, February 20, 2012
Chapter 8 and 9 : http://bulonghangin.blogspot.com/2012/02/wish-kiss-chapter-8-and-9.html
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A sweet passionate kiss, “I Love You…” he whispered. His tears fell on his cheeks as he painlessly breathed his last.
Epilogue
Present Day
July 23, 2011
“Ming na’andyan kaba?” si Carol papalapit sa nakahigang si Karl. Dali dali niyang pinahid ang mga luhang bumasa sa kanyang pisngi. Tumikhim siya upang sagutin si Carol at upang tanggalin ang namuong bikig sa kanyang lalamunan.
He smiled bitterly, kakatwang isipin na ang nakaraan ng halos walong taon ay kayang pagkasyahin sa ilang minuto lamang ng pagbabalik tanaw.
Walong taon na kayang ibalik ng simpleng haplos ng hangin sa dalampasigang itinakwil na niya. Eight years yet the pain is as fresh as it has been. Eight years and his heart still beats the love it once have, and it grew stronger with every day that passed. Eight years since that final kiss, eight years since he ceased on believing in wishing stars. Eight years…he never looked up in the sky at night, not until tonight.
“Ming halika na…” si Carol, nag aalinlangan ang kanyang boses, “a-are you okay? S-sabi ko naman kasi sayo sa ibang beach nalang tayo.”
“I’m okay cuz,” sambit niya pagkatapos niyang bumuntunghininga. Wherever I am, even
on different beach, I’m still down in the same sky...where the stars are, turan niya sa sarili.
Tumayo siya at pinagpag ang mga buhangin sa katawan.
“Nel’s here, humabol siya and he’s with two friends” Tahimik lamang siyang sinasabayan si Carol sa paglalakad pabalik.
I am hanging on every word you say
And even if you don’t want to speak tonight…
And even if you don’t want to speak tonight…
Habang papalapit sila sa bonfire, he thought he is hearing their song. Natanaw niya si Nel at ang dalawang lalaking kasama nito, isa sa mga lalaking iyon ang pumukaw sa kanyang pansin.
Let me feel one more time
What it feels like to feel
And break these calluses off me
What it feels like to feel
And break these calluses off me
A familiar voice, tumigil ang lalaki sa pagkanta habang sinasabayan ng gitara ni Ed, ng Makita nitong papalapit sila Karl. Ngumiti ito, tumayo at pinagpag ang buhangin sa kanyang cargo shorts at lumapit sa paparating na si Karl.
Pamilyar ang mga ngiti, may kung anong ibang pakiramdam siyang nadarama habang papalapit ang lalaki.
“Hi, I heard so much about you…” baritonong tinig nito na nagpalukso sa kanyang puso, boses na nakatatak na sa kanyang puso’t isipan.
“I’m Mr. Baleno Callion Go…” lahad nito ng kanyang kamay, at muli ang mga ngiting iyon.
“Dapat talaga kumpleto?” tukso ni Nel, ang tinutukoy nito ay ang pagpapakilala nito ng pangalan.
May mga narinig siyang hiyawan at panunukso sa paligid sabay ng nakabibinging pag strum ni Ed ng gitara.
Nakatitig lamang siya sa lalaki, alanganing ngumiti siya at inabot ang nakalahad na kamay nito. Sa halip na makipagkamay ang lalaki ay dinala nito ang kamay niya at ginawaran ng isang masuyong halik ang likod ng palad nito.
The warmth radiated from the kiss crawls inside him in an instant. The familiarity of it made his heart skip a beat. The southern breeze touches his cheeks and a familiar scent reached his nostrils. He felt the spaces between his fingers filled with the warmth it used to feel, and a silent utter from the waves that said “I am here”
He looked up again at the guy, “Ang lakas ko talaga kay pareng Lord, my wish had been granted…I saw you smiled.” turan nito, ngunit sa kanyang pandinig ay tila ba bumalik ang mga salitang kinalimutan na niya.
“…just promise me, and you’ll know when you’ve got my blessing.”
Binawi niya ang kamay at ipinikit niya ang mga mata, he shut it tight, the breeze blew again but this time on it’s final kiss and he heard him saying his goodbye.
He opened his eyes and a shooting star fell overhead.
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Author’s Note:
The theme of this story is real and factual, the plot and other scenes are all but my own imaginations. The origin of this story is from an avid reader of UFS (Untold Forbidden Stories) at facebook. http://www.facebook.com/pages/Untold-Forbidden-Stories-kwentong-sasalamin-sa-iyong-pagnanasa/207570519286404
After reading one of my stories posted there, he dropped a message in my inbox and post a comment in my fb wall. We have had a conversation and he trusted me by sharing his story, below is our conversation but I intentionally change his name to protect his privacy.
Wall Post
Karl Miing: Just finished reading Midnight Blue. Bkt kelangan namamatay mahal mo? :(
The Author: sometimes d idea of dying wyl inlove is way sweeter dan breaking apart in pain...
nagiging magpakailanman ang isang pgibig na pinutol ni kamatayan...bcoz it’ll always be remembered by d one who was left behind, d love on its fullest bloom..and dat wont change upto his last breath...
nagiging magpakailanman ang isang pgibig na pinutol ni kamatayan...bcoz it’ll always be remembered by d one who was left behind, d love on its fullest bloom..and dat wont change upto his last breath...
July 23 at 12:22pm ·
Karl Miing: I missed him more. It felt like its just yesterday when he passed away.
July 23 at 1:04pm ·
The Author: u r d perfect example of wat im talking about... i envy ur love...bitersweet though, but its real..
i know u can stil feel that final kiss as real and as present as it was before..
isa pa alam ko na masaya na sya at mas lalong masaya at nakikita ka niyang ganyan ngaun..
i know u can stil feel that final kiss as real and as present as it was before..
isa pa alam ko na masaya na sya at mas lalong masaya at nakikita ka niyang ganyan ngaun..
July 23 at 1:11pm ·
Karl Miing: I know that he's still with me. Last night me, my cousin's bf and one of our crew went to the beach to unwind. We brought some beer and food. Kwentuhan ng kwentuhan then there were shooting stars. Humiga ako sa buhanginan and laid my head over my right arm. I remembered our moments together on that same beach, walking and watching as the sun is engulfed by the sea. This was also the time when he admitted that he has aids. I hugged him tighter never wanna let him go. Later that night, we laid under the starry sky. He laid rest on my chest, wrapping his arms around me then we saw a shooting star. Nagwish ako na sna gumaling xa para mas mtgl pa kming mgsma. I asked him what was his wish pero ayaw nya sbhn bka daw di matupad. Only to find on his dyng bed, he wished i stay with him until he breathed his last breath.
July 23 at 2:22pm ·
Karl Miing: There was this sudden gush of wind yet it felt like he's whispering i'm here and those spaces between my fingers were filled by his. Then a tear fell from my eye.
July 23 at 2:28pm ·
The Author: awts...huhuhu
that was so sweet.. it feels like sureal... haiss.. kalungkot naman,ur making me cry...
can u give meur permission 2 write a story wth ds theme?
that was so sweet.. it feels like sureal... haiss.. kalungkot naman,
can u give me
July 23 at 2:31pm ·
Karl Miing: Cge, ok lng. It would be our pleasure. :)
July 23 at 2:36pm ·
Parang bagong simula na naman ng buhay ko. Bagong simula, bagong kabanata..
July 23 at 2:39pm ·
The Author: thank u boss...:))
tama bagong cmula..bagong ikaw..
tama bagong cmula..bagong ikaw..
July 23 at 2:45pm ·
heys guys,chill!pati ako naiiyak eh..hahaha!.
.a e a e..true story b un?
.a e a e..true story b un?
July 24 at 3:23pm · · 1 person
Karl Miing: Sad but true. :-(
July 24 at 3:38pm ·
.waaah!can't beliv 8...hay!
July 24 at 4:06pm · · 1 person
The Author: it is...bittersweet. but look at boss r**** now, he had learned his lesson well the only sad part is that it worth almost his happiness...
godbless him always...
godbless him always...
July 24 at 5:40pm ·
Karl Miing: Life is unfair, only if you choose to regret and live a life frustration. :)
July 24 at 5:48pm ·
yeah ryt..lyf maybe unfair somtyms..but u shudn't regret wat u did coz der was a lesson & reason behind it & maybe it has a part of where u r ryt now, bsyds somhow it made u strong, str8ten u & make u realized not to commit d same mistake again f mistake nga b un..
July 24 at 6:41pm ·
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Private Message (July 22-30, 2001)
KM: Hope you would grant my request to be your friend. Endorsed to love is the first m2m story that made me cry. Damn. You got me. .
A: hi r**** acept ko na po..tnx 4 apreciating my story..hmmm hope ul join and like my fb page too..
The Other Side... or my blog. http://theotherside-gmore.blogspot.com/
The Other Side... or my blog.
and sory 4 making u cry.. ::))
KM: Lol, it's nothing to be sorry about. i just saw myself in the character of nel.
The Other Side. Done. Thanks for granting my request.
A: same pala tau..actualy sa lahat kwento ko, nel is my alter ego... midnight blue is his own story...
tnx 4 liking+my page..
:))
tnx 4 liking+my page..
:))
KM: May minahal na rn akong namatay dhl sa aids. We kissed then he breathed his last breath. That was my very last kiss. Thats the reason i cried when i read ur story. Been single 4 the past 8years. Single yet happy.
A: oh my god... im so sorry for making you remember such a tragic event in your life...sorry for being insensitive... i never thought that a fictitious story somehow has its similarity to true events....
im just feeling this guilt, upon reading your message... i cant believe that your last kiss would be that painful, and part of me wants to share some of your pain...
single yet happy...i just hope youll be happy for the rest of your life...you deserve more, and you deserve someone who will be with you forever...
im just feeling this guilt, upon reading your message... i cant believe that your last kiss would be that painful, and part of me wants to share some of your pain...
single yet happy...i just hope youll be happy for the rest of your life...you deserve more, and you deserve someone who will be with you forever...
KM: As i've said earlier, there's nothing to be sorry about it. I'm still blessed that he gave me two of the greatest gifts we will have: true love and gift of life. We may never had sex but the kiss of true love is far more invigorating for a lonely soul searching for love. He gave me that and more. He made me appreciate me and my life more than i ever will. I almost forgot about that recently then i came across your story. I again remembered why i should live a happy life.. for him..
A: so happy to hear that...
and again thanks for supporting The Other Side...
you can share some of your pieces if you have any...
godbless always.
and again thanks for supporting The Other Side...
you can share some of your pieces if you have any...
godbless always.
can u tell me wats his name? i wont used it in my story...gus2 ko lang malaman...kung pwede.. tnx :))
KM: Eli Marc “Balong” Nolo (*not real- author)
A: tnk u boss r****... i will send a draft of my story wen im done before posting it..4 u 2 reconsider thngs.,.tnks agen and may d good lord bless ulaways..
tnk u boss r****... i will send a draft of my story wen im done before posting it..4 u 2 reconsider thngs.,.tnks agen and may d good lord bless ulaways..
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Again I took all liberty to devise a plot but I did all my best to make it close to the truth, I intentionally changed their name, but may the main characters forgive me for pushing through the limit. The name “Karl Miing” is a perfect anagram of the name of the real character, and “Eli Marc ‘Balong’ Nolo” and “Mr. Baleno Callion Go” are both perfect anngrams of the deceased real name, again I am just trying to make this story personal.
As you can see, this story was intended for the UFS readers, but may the readers forgive me if I did not include sexy or sex scene in its fullest details, I am just trying not to bend the trust given to me by ‘Karl’ and of course to respect both, specially ‘Eli’.
All mistakes are mine, and this piece is not a reminder of the pain once felt by the character but a reminder how great his love is.
The ending was fictional, but I hope all things turned that way. The songs in this piece were “Breathing” by Lifehouse, which is the real character’s favorite song. The other one was “Love, Me” by Collin Raye.
To ‘Karl’, did I told you yet today that you’ve touched my heart? I still I cant believe that your last kiss was that with him eight years ago.
To ‘Eli’, this piece is for you.
Nel G. Mero, author.