my seatmate said.. “what if.. on your way home.. right outside the office/building.. jolo was on his knees, crying.. asking for your forgiveness?”
“i already have forgiven him.”
“what if he knelt on one knee.. then asked you to marry him?“
it made me think. it was raining hard outside.
i remember the last time we saw each other, just a month ago..
then i said, “i know it wouldn’t happen. but thank you for making me think of him and my dreams before.. comment na nga lang pala sa kanya yun.”
then i smiled and just got back to my monitor.