The narrator fell in love with his classmate as a child, confessing his feelings to her in the rain. They enjoyed simple moments together where they smiled and talked sincerely. However, she eventually transferred schools, altering their fate. In the present, the narrator remembers their time together fondly and believes the experience made him a better person by teaching him about true euphoric love. Though their love went unwritten, he sees it as the beginning of his own adventure in love.

1. Forgotten M : A love unwritten
by: Charls Darwin Padilla

2. As I stepped my kindergartener’s feet on the
pavement, I stopped and stood, waiting for
her glance. Those eyes never failed to grab
me. It became my motivation until Grade 6. I
was only eleven back then, feeble, humorous,
and full of curiosity. My mind is probably
hooked on some fairy tales and dreams of
having my love at first sight. Fortunately,
she was one of my classmates.
I

3. I still remember—on a cold and rainy season
where umbrellas are a thing, I confessed to
her. On a piece of paper, words are written
as follows: “Hi crush kita,” she read loudly.
She was as shocked as I am, though she
wore a smile reaching from miles away.
“Totoo?” she exclaimed, believing reluctantly.
Days passed faster than the raindrops.
II

4. It was then that I felt that wonderful
feeling, never realizing what it was. I did
enjoy those simple, precious moments. The
way we address each other differently, the
way we talk to each other sincerely, the way
our smiles bounce back to each other, and
the way I fall in love with her beauty,
kindness, humor, and intelligence “Sana siya
na,” I thought to myself, never knowing that
fate would alter it.
III

5. In the present time, we forget what we once
had. She transferred to another school, as if
nothing had happened. It never became easy
for me to do it; it never did. Imagine
yourself drowning in your own choice, gasping
for air, and paying for the consequences.
That may be the reason why I can’t stand
love alone. To be honest, I don’t really
consider it a bad memory unless it’s a good
one.
Ⅳ

6. Because it made me the person I never
expected to exist, it made me realize
something—the feeling that I felt back then,
euphoria. Wonder why I named this story “A
Love Unwritten?”—just like Gordon B.
Hinckley said, “Love is meant to be an
adventure,” then maybe my love story had
just started..
Ⅴ

7. -End-