The Ring

Kanina, siguro dala ng natural na katangahan, sumabog ang coin purse ko habang pababa ako ng tricycle. Buti na lang at andito na ko sa tapat ng bahay namin. Kasabay ng mga baryang nagkalat sa kalsada, one thing that really caught my attention.

The Ring.

My Ring.


Our Ring. Dati.


Then, suddenly...all turns back.

It was my one of memorable and romantic moment that day. Peoples Park, Tagaytay. Umuulan (see why i hate rains?) binuksan ang isang small size Pringles. Natigilan. Nakita ang isang supot. At that moment, i knew what it was.

Our Ring.

Dun ko literal na naranasan ung umiiyak ako sa tuwa at naramdamang ngtwinkle ang eyes ko. I’ve never been so happy in my life until that day. He held my hand and gently put the ring and i did the same to him. Usapan namin sabay kaming bibili nun on our 6th monthsary. But then, knowing him...full of suprises. Pakiramdam ko, ang ganda ganda ng daliri ko nung time na un. Kahit simpleng ring lang at walang 24karat diamond, feeling ko, nagliliwanag ang daliri ko tuwing titingnan ko.

When he left, ang singsing na yan lang ang nagbigay ng lakas na loob sakin to move on. I made it as an inspiration. In 3 years, walang oras na hindi sya naalis sa kin. Everytime i look at my neck, it reminds me that i must move on to my life. I must do the best that i can. Para next time na makita nya ko, he will meet a different person. Far from the girl he left 3 years ago.

Call it sentimental, call it bad. I don’t really care. But the ring signifies a very strong personality of mine that still holds on the past. The happiness, the pains, the guilt, the anger....mixed feelings that the ring may possess. I possessed. Kung may buhay lang ang singsing na ‘toh, iiyak din sya everytime i felt loneliness. Magagalit din sya, everytime i felt betrayed. At sana marunong din syang mag hope. Isang bagay na minsan nakakalimutan ko.

And then...
One cold night at Burnham Park.

My boyfriend talked about it. He doesn’t want to see me anymore wearing that thing. Nagulat ako. Isang simpleng bagay, pero nakasakit ng husto sa feelings nya. I never had the faintest idea na it will hurt him so much. “am i not enough to forget him?” I suddenly feel ashamed of myself. He really knows what i felt for still wearing that. After the serious talk, i gently remove the ring from my pendant and slide to my coin purse and decided to let go any feelings that haunts me till that moment.
He’s right.

I must let go.

Wala na sya sa necklace ko. Kasama na lang ng mga barya at rosaryong galing din sa past. It had to be. It must be. Dun siguro sya nababagay. Dun siguro sya dapat. Kasama ng maruruming barya, ang dating kumikinang na situation, naging isang maruming ala-ala na lang.


I bet, now...he’s wearing his new wedding ring. And where did he put our ring? i guess he buried it..........


with our memories.