one of those conversations that touch your heart and make you cry…

buti n lng naka off ang lights…

so that he will not see the tears…my voice was already starting to crack but i didn’t want him to notice. after all, we were just having a casual talk. we were talking about love… and the family bounded by it. it was one of the best conversations i had with my brother.

all this time, i always thought “I” was the “good one”. the one who gave more. the one who should be appreciated. the one who should be respected. the one who loved more. sacrificed more. hurt more…

but i was wrong.