galaxies

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“It’s a one way street.”

“Dad, I’m sure.”

“No more bars.”

“Thank God.”

“No more women.”

“You think I don’t have my hands full as it is.”

“You’re smiling. You’re happy. You really want to do this.”

“Dad. Why do you think I dragged you all here?”

“You. You’re smiling.”

“DAD!”

“Son. You’re smiling. You’ve been smiling for a while.”

“Yeah. Yeah I was.”

“Okay then. You’re doing this.”

“Yeah.”

“It’s not like no one knew anyway.”

“Dad…”

“Good luck son. I love you.”

“You make it easy to say it. Dad. You made me believe in it. Thank you.”

“No son. This is all you and this is all this here, your heart. It’s braver than mine ever was.”

“I love you dad.”

“Love you too. Now go tell your girl.”

—

“Babaero.”

“Pa. Hindi.”

“Lasinggero.”

“Pa. OA na yan.”

“Sige na sige na. Inglesero.”

“Ayun naman pala eh, Pa. Nageeffort nga oh. Nandito na nga forever eh.”

“Kasabwat pa mama mo.”

“Pa. Alam mo naman, mas nauna pang magkacrush si Mama kaysa sa akin.”

“Hindi ba masyadong gwapo para sayo.”

“PA!”

“Okay okay, joke lang. Kaya lang anak…”

“Hindi niya po ako sasaktan Pa.”

“Sigurado ka.”

“Na hindi ako masasaktan, hindi po. Na hindi niya ako sasaktan? Siguradong sigurado.”

“Eh bakit ngayon pa alam niyo naman mahirap…”

“Pa. Mahal ko eh.”

“….”

“Sobra po. Mahal na mahal.”

“Mahal ka ba niya.”

“Pa. Nasa labas o. Kumakain ng ampalaya na hinanda mo para sa kaniya. Ano sa tingin mo?”

“Sige na nga, sa totoo naman… anak ko na din yan.”

“Alam ko naman Pa. Alam niya din. Kabado lang.”

“Bawal pa rin matulog magkasama ha.”

“Oo naman Pa.”

“Sigurado ka.”

“…”

“Sabi ko na eh. Sige next time papaitan plus Ampalaya na.”

“PA!”

—

“James?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.”

“Love you too.”

“James.”

“Hmm?”

“I love you more.”

“Naddie…”

“What?”

“Ugh, I love you to infinity plus one.”

“Sabi mo yan ha.”

“I love you longer than always. I love you more until the end of the end. I love you and I think I will love you for the rest of my life, and all the other lives to come and all the other lives I’ve lived. i think I have loved you forever. And I know I will keep on loving you.”

“Sobra naman yun love.”

“So you’ll go to sleep.”

“James?”

“Whaaat?”

“Love you.”

“Love you too.”

—-

AND THAT IS THE END OF MY FANFIC CAREER LADIES AND GENTS! EEP THEY ARE OFFICIAL AND BECAUSE THEY ARE REALITY IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN WHAT I CAN WRITE.

With only 2 weeks left to resolve all remaining issues and redeem characters (if the writers think it’s necessary), I still can’t wrap my head around the idea that On The Wings of Love – popularly known as OTWOL – is on its final stretch. You guys might say “What the heck? Why are you so affected? It’s just a show, for crying out loud!” but it’s not just a show to me (and perhaps to many others, too). I have never imagined I would be so hooked in this drama, let alone be expressing reasons why I love it, but it just happened. There’s a different kind of magic that only OTWOL can pull on people. And maybe this 8 reasons could help explain what kind of magic it is…

Let me preface this blog entry by saying that I am neither Team Leah nor Team Clark. I am Team CLeah. If you have been following me for some time now, you would know how much I love these two characters and the complex and layered nature through which the writers have created them. They’re two of my favorite characters of all time. Also, choosing a side is unnecessary when I am rooting for their love story.

I haven’t done this before. But like they say, there’s always a first time for everything, I guess.

I know everyone’s happy with all the happenings lately. I mean, who wouldn’t right? I’m happy, you guys are happy, and most importantly, THEY’RE happy. 

After a trip to SanFo, a travel video, the new endorsement and the many many kilig bts from OTWOL, it’s no secret that these two have gotten closer. 

If you don’t see it. Then you might as well be blind. 

Recently, there’s been tweets. Tweets containing blind items talking about some girl, some boy, finally realizing stuff and shit. And obviously we know it’s them. (lol, like really, we’re not that stupid).

I get that these people are close to them. Some even their friends. Relatives. I get that they’re just happy for them. But tweeting doesn’t help. 

In fact, in doing so, it goes against everything these two stand for and hold most important to them: Privacy. 

Okay, fine, maybe they aren’t together, who the fuck cares? They’re still entitled to have feelings, to feel things for each other, do things for each other. Things that don’t have to be broadcasted live every fucking second a person with a twitter account gets a whiff of wifi. 

Okay, fine, maybe they are, do you really think they’d want someone close to them snooping their noses in their relationship? Something that (probably) just started. 

As a fan, maybe I’m just speaking for myself, if they are an item now, I want them to keep it to themselves. It’s the least we can do. They put themselves out there for us, so much of their lives is out there. And yes it is their job, but like all humans, there are things that we like to keep for ourselves. 

I just want them to be happy, man. 

If they are together, let them be. Isn’t it enough to know that they have a very deep regard for each other? Aren’t videos enough? Aren’t pictures enough? We don’t need confirmation. We’re not that stupid, we see it too. 

The only thing this ‘confirmation’ is gonna do is damage. Damage to them. Damage to their ‘relationship’. Why? Because haters will think it’s promo. 

How so, E? Well, OTWOL is ending, their concert is near, if you weren’t a fan you’d think oh wow they got together JUST in time for all the big stuff that’s happening, what a fucking coincidence. 

And if it is true, that they are indeed something, it would just be sad. 

For something as beautiful as their relationship to be tainted with the saying that it’s just a promo. For a feeling that deep to be said fake. 

For christ sake, let them have it. They’ve given us so much to be happy about. 

Just saying,I’m not blind, I know you guys aren’t either, we can see it, feel it. I need no more confirmation of whatever it is that they have. And if it is confirmed, I’d rather be left in the dark deciphering their little acts of sweetness and stuff. I don’t want to take part of any enlightenment that would involve exploiting their personal lives. 

Tama na yung nakikita ko, nararamdaman ko. Confirming it verbally, through social fucking media CHEAPENS the ENTIRE idea of the most beautiful thing that could ever happen to them. 

WRITING HELP/CHARACTER

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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

“Jaaaames! Pack-up na daw!” I heard her say in a cheerful tone. I opened my eyes and found a pair of gleaming eyes staring back at me. My lips curved to form a smile.

People have said her eyes had always shined like that. Twinkling. Like stars.

Fair point, but ‘twinkling like stars’ doesn’t quite cover it.

Her eyes are my entire skies.

Oh, scratch that. That still sounded not enough.

She is my entire sky.

At night, when everything else turns black, she is the stars, giving you hints of light and sparks of hope. A constant reminder that there is something beautiful and worth looking forward to, even in the dark. She could also be a shooting star moving across the night sky. One in a million, beautiful to look at, and makes you feel like all your wishes could come true. She is a constellation, something almost unrecognizable and incomprehensible in a crowd of stars, but little by little you see little parts of her get revealed and suddenly everything else falls into place, ‘cause now you actually, finally see her, and she is so wonderful.

She is the sun. A big, ball of energy giving light to everyone she touches. She makes days brighter. She radiates a pleasant vibe that can send your insides into a frenzy and make you want to swim in endless currents of warmth.

Basically, she makes the world a better place.

And if she is the sun, I am the moon. Not because I depend on her for light the same way the moon does—the moon’s glow is astonishing in its own different way, and it’s not recognized as some mere reflection of the sun. The moon is the moon, and it puts people in awe of it’s mesmerizing light.

She is the sun, and I am the moon.

She is one major reason why I shine.

You make me happy when skies are gray

When I didn’t answer, she snapped her fingers in front of my eyes and spoke, “Okay ka lang? Narinig mo ba yung sinabi ko? Pack-up na daw!”

“I heard you,” I replied, my voice almost a whisper. “I thought we had to film another scene?”

“Okay ka lang, James? It’s raining really hard. OA sa pagka-hardworking ha.” Her voice was raised slightly especially on the last part.

Only when she mentioned the rain did I realize that it was pouring heavily. I think I was too focused on her that I forget almost everything. It happens frequently these past few weeks; that strange thing happening every time she’s in the room—the whole environment falls into my blind spot, and she’s all that I see.

“So, why are you still here?” Not that I don’t want you around. Just asking.

“Mom went to the mall to buy something. Pabalik na daw. Hinihintay ko lang.” She closed her eyes and leaned back so that her head was resting on the pillow behind her. She was sitting on the reclining chair looking completely peaceful with her eyes shut and tight-lipped smile.

“James, do you hear that?” she said softly. “It’s the sound of nostalgia. I really love the rain.” She swayed her torso from left to right, as if dancing to a slow song only she can hear.

She did tell me once that rain gives her happiness. Before, I thought it was weird because most people relate rainy days to sad, quiet songs and thinking about memories and people that you miss, but soon after I realized why. She is the sun, and she could turn gray skies into silver linings.

With my one hand tucked under my chin, I stared at her. She had stopped with the swaying, but occasionally she would wrinkle her forehead then let out sighs. “James?”

“Hmmm?”

“How come you do not like the rain?”

“It’s not that I don’t like the rain.” My fingers started drumming against my thighs. “It’’s just that it brings out my sentimental side, and relive heartaches I thought were already irrelevant.”

Her eyes flew open and she gave me a full-blown smile. “Say, we change that now?”

“Huh?”

And before I realized it, she was on her feet and I was being dragged outside. We were under the rain. She let go of my hand and started running around with her arms outstretched the way kids do when they pretend they’re airplanes. She looked up at the sky and I loved the way the crinkles and the creases on her forehead appeared every time a droplet falls on her face. I just stood there and couldn’t help but smile at this.

“James, gayahin mo ko! Look up!” she yelled, and water went inside her mouth. I laughed at what happened, but I did as she said.

The water was cold but it felt nice on my skin. I ran both of my hands down the length of my face, then through my hair. I stayed in that position for a while, enjoying the sensation of water droplets trickling down my face and my arms, until I felt a tap on my forearm.

I opened my eyes and looked down so I could see her face. She was smiling while staring at space. Her hand was steady on my forearm, and deep inside I was thinking of the best way to remove it from there without hurting her feelings, because I was dying to wrap my arms around her shoulders.

And then as if she read my mind, she withdrew her hand.

But wait, there’s more. She inched closer and placed her head against my chest. She was very near; I was pretty sure she could hear and feel my heart hammering against my ribcage.

I slowly lifted my arm and as planned, wrapped it around her shoulders. I felt her body tense a bit under my grip, but as I rubbed my hand down to her elbow, she relaxed. She even started humming a familiar tune.

I racked my brain to recall what the song was. She kept singing with her lips closed and after a few second, I finally remembered.

It was Who You Love by John Mayer and Katy Perry.

My hand slid from her elbow down to find her hand. Her head perked up and she looked at me with questioning eyes.

“Wanna dance?”

The smile on her face was already screaming, “YES.”

So I placed my other arm on her waist and started humming along with her. We waltzed, slow-danced, swayed to the rhythm of the song. She wore this big, toothy smile the whole time and I could not help but to return it with a genuine grin.

I raised our hands and she did a quarter-turn to the right. At the end of her twirl, we were face-to-face, and the thing happened again—everything else faded out, and the world zoomed in to her hair, her eyes, her nose, her face. Her make-up had been washed off by the water, and her previously styled and curled hair was now plain and straight, but she still looked lovely.

“You happy, James?”

You’ll never know dear, how much I love you

“You have no idea.” I said as I slowly released her hand.

“Great!” Her face lit up. My sunshine. “You won’t be sad the next time it rains?”

I shook my head while smiling, “No. Not anymore.”

The rain had slowed down into a drizzle. We were standing side by side, and I don’t know about her, but I was having a hard time keeping my hands to myself. “Remember DNP? Yung eksenang-“

“Body heat?” I asked, my arms outstretched in front of me. She let out a giggle as she went into my arms. I snaked my arms around her waist and she buried her face in my chest while I rested my chin on her hair.

Please don’t take my sunshine away

We stayed in that position for I don’t know how long, and the whole time we were hugging, I was thinking of what I have in my arms.

This girl. My entire sky.

Some people might think I‘m already good without a partner, or I’m better off with someone else, but I firmly believe I’m my best and even better than that when I’m near to her.

She is one major reason why I shine. I will never get tired of admitting that.

So,

Please don’t take my sunshine away.

We were on the set of My App Boyfie. The staff was still setting up, and Nadine went to get something from her car, so I decided to take a walk around the location. I ended up sitting on one of the park benches with a good view of the people putting up props.

“Liar liar, pants on fire.”

I tore my gaze off the people putting up the tripods and looked up to find Nadine standing in front of me. She had her arms crossed above her chest while her eyes gave me a death glare.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” It was an honest answer. I was actually confused; she was very lively before she left and suddenly she came back looking very mad.

“Exactly!” She half-yelled while she pointed her index finger at me. “That was my initial reaction when I read that you invited me to the Cosmo bash. I was like, buti pa yung internet alam nila na may invitation ako from you, ako walang clue!”

Oh. I bit my lip to conceal a smile. So that is why.

“Don’t be mad.” I pleaded as I patted the space next to me. She just stared at my hand, pursed her lips and looked up. “Aww, Nadz. Come on.”

Her face displayed a look of disgust while she said, “Definitely your face. Tse.”

I let out a laugh and looked at her. She was still trying to avoid my gaze, her eyes landing everywhere except mine. Her arms were now akimbo, and while she was busy pretending like I didn’t exist, I was thinking I never thought someone so mad could look this cute.

“Is it really a big deal?”

“Ewan ko sa’yo!” She stomped her foot and started to walk away but I grabbed her hand to pull her back. “Don’t touch me.” she said in a calm tone. She tried very hard to break free from my grip, but she couldn’t. I was never going to let her go just like that.

“Let’s talk, please?” I gave her my best humble, submissive expression. She just squinted her eyes at me, and I thought she wouldn’t let me explain, but after a few seconds she sat beside me.

“If this is what makes you happy, then, I am inviting you to watch the event. There.”

She let out angry throaty sounds upon hearing this. “Ew, James, That sounded so insincere.”

“Because I really don’t want you to go.”

She buried her face in her hands before she tucked them under her chin, her elbows resting on her thigh. “I hope you’re aware that you are being such a jerk right now. It’s so annoying.”

She leaned back and placed her hands on her thighs. I watched how her nose flared and the furrow on her forehead appeared when she said the last three words. My hands slowly moved toward her to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She leaned away from my touch and looked down at her interlaced fingers.

“Nadine? Nadine, look at me.” I said in the softest way possible. Her jaws were set tight, and I bent my neck in every direction just to make her return my gaze, but she was tough. It seemed she had built this great wall of I-hate-you-I-don’t-wanna-exist-anywhere-near-you to control her rage.

She looked furious and looked like she would explode anytime. “Are we really going to fight about this?” I waited for an answer, and when there was none, I stood up and bent my legs so that I was crouching in front of her. I placed one hand above hers and the other went to lightly push her chin up so she would look at me.

I heard someone gasp behind me. Must be one of the crews. Surprise and embarassment were written all over Nadine’s face as her head hurriedly moved from left to right a couple of times, throwing panicked glances everywhere. “I don’t want you to go. I mean it.”

“But why?”

“There’s too…much skin.” The words barely came out of my mouth. The real reason was still caught in my throat, and I was having a hard time trying to get them out.

She rolled her eyes at me. “Grabe ha. 20 na ako, I can handle that. Besides, I’ll go there to support you. And Seph.”

“And.. too many guys.”

“What the heck?”

“See, I dont-I’m not-ugh. Damn it.“ I hated that my brain was not cooperating. My legs were already feeling sore, and I still have not proven my point. “I-just-“

For the first time in forever, she smiled. The tension in my chest died, and I felt my muscles relax. Just like that. I’d like to believe her smile was therapeutic.

“I just hate the thought that you’d be looking at every guy that’s gonna walk on that runway. If you go, I’d get completely consumed with the idea that your eyes fell upon them before they even see me, and I’d end up wanting to punch everyone in the face.”

I avoided her gaze by staring at the ground. After a few seconds of silence, she stood up. She’s still mad. I’m doomed. But then my jaw almost dropped in surprise when her hands took mine and pulled me up.

“You could’ve just said you were jealous.”

“I am not jealous.” I told her, although I was pretty sure I was.

“There you go again.” She exhaled and smiled at me. “I’m not going anymore.”

“Yes, perfect thank you!” I licked my lips and clasped my hands together, a bit hesitant to ask the question. But I asked anyway. “Are you still mad?”

“No.” I heard the sincerity and honesty in her voice,and my insides sighed with relief. The heaviness in my chest was gone and suddenly nothing hurts anymore. Again with therapeutic.

I heard someone from the staff on our far right call out our names, and we headed towards them. I was wearing a big, goofy smile while we were walking side by side because 1) she was not mad at me anymore and 2) her hand was still holding mine.

On the night of the Cosmo event, Nadine was sending me a lot of texts. I was getting looks of curiosity from the staff and co-artists for I was sure I looked like a constipated man trying to suppress my laughter while reading them.

N: Good luck, jelly ace!

 J: Thanks, but I am not a jelly ace

N: *jelly bean

N: *jelly fish

N: *jelly roll

N: *jelly bee (yung endorsement ko HAHAHA)

N: I’m good right? I could go on forever

N: Okay buhay ka pa ba?

I was having a hard time thinking of a comeback. I know behind that teasing, she was trying to calm my nerves and cheer for me.

N: Liking a lot of photos on IG. You should pay me 250 per like

J: I know you just like what you see, don’t deny it

N: Touché. Alright, I have to go now. Bbyeee

N: P.S. Do me a favor and don’t come out wearing boxers. I swear to God I’m gonna rip our contracts in two if you do that

N: Just kidding, but seriously, don’t. Take care youuu

I smiled at her last SMS. What was the take care for? It’s not like I’m going to get injured or something.

And then the hole in the middle of the stage happened.

After the event wrapped up, I was attented to by the medics. I wasn’t bothered by the pain on my arm but by my vibrating phone in my pocket. I took it out, and tapped the green icon to answer the call.

“JAMES. 18 missed calls. I’m going to kill you.”

“I’m already injured and still you want to kill me?  I’m touched.”

“I know, that’s how much I hate you right now. Are you okay?” She said in a concerned tone.

I looked at my injured arm and watched as they put some povidone-iodine on it. “Yeah, I’m good. Got a huge scratch, that’s all.”

“No broken bones? No fractured ribs or anything?”

“Nope,” I said, popping the ‘p.’ How many questions will she have to ask before she believes that I am okay?

“Ikaw kasi, dapat andyan ako eh. Damot mo kasi. Jellyfish. Tas selfish pa. Isda ka talaga, James.”

I closed my eyes as my lips stretched to form a smile. I am starting to believe that everything about her has healing properties. “I’ll see you tomorrow naman.”

“Anong see you tomorrow?” Her voice had gone a notch higher. “You go rest.”

“I like it when you’re worried.”

“You find pleasure in my pain?!”

“Okay, let me rephrase that. I like it when you worry about me.”

I heard her snort. “Good one.” A pause, then, “I have to go now, nasa taping ako. Rest well at wag ka magpapakita sa akin bukas, I am seriously going to kill you.”

She hung up before I could even protest that I wanted to see her tomorrow.

The next day on the set, just as I came out of my car, I heard a very loud voice from behind me saying, “Ang tigas ng ulo!”

I held my arm in front of her. “Look, I’m good! I’m fine!”

“Whatever. I told you to take care, hindi mo sinunod. I said rest, hindi pa rin. Tsk.” She narrowed her eyes at me and set her lips into a thin line.

“What? I wanted to see you!”

“As if naman pag nakita mo ko you’ll get better. Haynako.”

I moved closer to her so that we were face to face. “Of course. You’re my happy pill, I’m pretty sure you could cure everything.”

Her face softened upon hearing that. She uttered, “Oh, shut up,” but she wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her face in my chest.

“Oh yan, yakapsule.” she said against my shirt.