twas the first time u asked something from me
i guess u have seen what i gave them and u liked it
twas the first time that u told me to bring u something

and so when on my first weekend, that was actually the first thing that i boughtit took me so long deciding which one to buy...i know its not something that is really expensive but i want it to be extra special...i wanted to look for the nicest watch but the one that is also suitable for you..

was so excited after that...i love giving something that i know would make some one happy...i kept the watch and was eager to go home..i was even thinking when to go home to bacolod and give it to you...

i knw that we are not that really close...but for me, u have been the coolest lola i ever had i always remembered how u would go around ur place to look for food when i am visiting you...i do not like the place nor i enjoyed playing mahjong and be around a lot of people but when, ur alone in ur house i never hesitated to sleep there and accompany you...

i cannot forget how u scold me once..that was the first and the last fight i had with you...i was fighting with my brother and my cousin..u told me m maldita..i was angry...i did not talkto you but still, i asked ur help on our project...we are asked to sew something and i know ur the one who knows how to do it best...

i knw u were reluctant to be with us in the house coz u dnt want to leave ur old place..but u were later on convinced...everything changed after that...but i never regret having u closer to us...u were never strict and was able to jive with all of our "teenage" stuffs that not all older people were able to understand...

this time, when i go home, i would no longer see the lola who is always at the door of our kitchen...u will no longer be the first person i am going to see when i arrive and open the door...there will be no one shouting outside, talking and making friends with those who are going around the area and sell fish and vegetables, there will be no one who will go out and call our neighboors to play mahjong...

i will miss the noise, i will miss the laughs and the chuckles...i will miss lying in the sofa while watching tv and someone will be stroking my hair and talk to me...

i will miss hugging someone who dances when she's happy...

i know i should stop crying..i know i should stop feeling this way..i know i should stop feeling alone and feeling unfair why i have to leave when u are in that state..i know i should stop feeling bad coz i wasnt able to give u ur watch and smile while watching u dance and smiling and singing while showing to people what i got you...but i know u knew that i simply cant...i simply cant coz even ryt now that i feel a little better, i still feel the pain of losing u...