University of Southeastern Philippines
College of Education
Obrero, Davao City
Prof. Maxima Piala
Mythology and Folklore
Duhaylungsod, Joyce T.
This is howYou Should Said Goodbye
One of the hardest things to do in life is to say goodbye to the people that we
love. We cannot force people to stay but the truth is all we have to do is wait for them to
return and let’shope that we are reason or one of the reasons that he/she will come
back. Especially when you have not told them what you really felt for them. I was able to
write this story as a product of my fantasies and frustrations. Before he left, I wasn’table
to tell him how he made me happy and say thank you for doing so.
June 17, 2008
The sun’s rays were peeping from the indigo sky. It was already dawn. I was
awakened by the caressing touch of a hand through my waist. I turned to see who it
was and to my surprise it was the man that I secretly loved. Am I dreaming or what?
Everything felt so real. Gosh, I hope this is real. I stared at him, looked at him sleep, and
felt his breathe and enjoyed his touch. When he awoke, he held me close to him. So
close that I could feel his heart beating. He held me for a quiet a while then let me go
slowly. I wanted time to stop. I did not want it to end.
“Notyet,”I whispered to myself.
But he had finally let go of me. He rose and went to the bathroom, prepared his
stuff and left and all I did was watch. I just watched him walk to and fro of the room. I
was there lying on the bed indulging onto the scene. He prepared breakfast and we ate
While eating he said, “I m
’ gonna miss this.”
I looked at him and said, “Metoo. But I’mgonna miss you a lot more.” And tears
started to fall from my face.
He looked at me straight in the eyes, wiped my tears and cupped my cheeks.
Instead of relieving the pain, he nurtured it. And tears started to fall again. I thought it
wouldn’tstop until … he walked towards me, stared at me and kneeled. His face was too
close and without warning he kissed me. I sank into that kiss. It felt like forever. He told
me to stop crying and enjoy the delicacies he prepared. After breakfast, he dragged me
to the bathroom. He pushed what seemed like a secret button and from the window
wide mirrors appeared a shrine for me. It was one of the greatest things I’veever seen. I
was speechless; I was overjoyed that no words can express it. I looked at him and he
“Ibuilt one for myself too. So that you won miss me.”
We went to the poolside and there stood his shrine.
“Hereally loves his self,”I said to myself. “Buthe loves me more,”I added.
And everything else felt perfect. Then, it started to rain. I ran back to the house
but he pulled me back and smiled mischievously. We ran around the house, splashed
into the pool, and played with the rain like kids. I chased him, he chased me. We rinsed
and rested with 2 cups of coffee.
After having coffee, he felt tired and sleepy. “I mgoing to bed for a while,”he
said. His eyes lingered on mine and said, “Thank you, I’msorry. I’ll miss you.”
I never knew the meaning of those words. And I never thought that those would
be the last words that I would hear from the man I loved. He never woke up. I couldn’t
bear the pain. I went to his shrine and attempted to destroy it. There he put everything
he wanted to say to me. He left his journal, a voice recorder, a shirt, a bottle of perfume
and a picture of the breakfast he usually cooks for me. On the last entry of the journal,
“When everything else feels perfect that will be the time….”
’ leaving you everything I have. I left you this journal so that we could still talk
to each other. Update me on the latest things in your life, huh… Bantay lang ka… I
recorded my voice so that you won forget it. I know you love to listen to my voice.
That’smy favorite shirt, take care of it! Don’tlet your new lover wear it, or else! I know
you like the smell of people so I left you my perfume so you won’tforget it. Lastly, your
favorite breakfast, I know you really love it. The recipe is behind the picture. Cook it
well. I’mgonna miss you sooooooooooooo much.”I would definitely miss him.
Even with all the things he left me. I would miss the touch of his hand, the scent
of his hair, the glow in his eyes and the beat of his heart. I’mgonna miss him holding
me close to him and staring at me never blinking an eye. And I’m gone miss that
breathe every morning. I’mgonna miss everything that I did not miss.