Tag: love story

Will You Write About Me?

Will You Write About Me?

We were supposed to do an errand, it turned into a date that turned into a promise. We headed to the park, it was almost Christmas. It was too cold but he had warm clothes and I stupidly left my jacket. We had pizza in…

Pan de Sal

Pan de Sal

The bakery near our house sold pandesal from 2AM to 2PM. The smell of freshly baked bread wafted through my bedroom window all the time. I think everything in my room smelled like pandesal, and quite honestly, I didn’t mind. I work the graveyard shift so…

A Day At the Library

A Day At the Library

“Are you an art student?” I asked him. He looked up and smiled at me. Charming, with his dark rimmed glasses and dimples. We were in the dark and dusty university library. He sat on the floor, Indian style, reading “The Letters of Vincent Van…

The Choice

The Choice

(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) He’s running. Running as fast as his feet could carry him. He’s made a choice. A choice free of guilt and illusions. Free of turmoil and darkened eye bags. Free of anger and the circular motion of bickering over…

The Reunion

The Reunion

(Written by Ran Manansala) She left the airport to dine in the nearest café. Her fingers tapped the wooden top rhythmically, pout lips humming a tune. She could not help but reminisce. The smell of his aftershave lingered in her thoughts. The anticipation rose every…

TANDEM BIKE

TANDEM BIKE

(Written by Lydia Villacrusis) We always moved in tandem: sang as a duet; partnered on the dance floor; did back-to-back seminars; shared CLP talks; jointly raised the kids; prayed hand-in-hand. It was no big surprise when one day, he brought home a tandem bike, a…

GRIEF

GRIEF

“We’re home sweetheart!” She excitedly entered the house while her husband held the door open for her. She held her baby close to her chest and kissed the small delicate face lovingly. “Aren’t you glad we’re home dear?” She looked at him beaming. He smiled…