Torn on a Thursday

"You're my lucky charm."

"If this doesn't work, will you marry me?"

"Tara, tanan na tayo."

Bru is driving me out of my head. The day ends with Bru saying not to do the usual wake up call because Bru was already awake. This was after several text messages about extravagance and feelings of insecurity to wanting my opinion. Gosh. As if it matters.

It's Friday now. Freaky pain in this area (between my neck and my stomache) woke me up. At around 3 pm, it happens again. I had to sit still and pray.

It's now 15 minutes past 4 in the afternoon. Thick blankets of rain are seen from where i am seating. It's sad. And I thank the heavens for crying for me.