Tag: movingonfromthepast

After the sudden loss of his master of ten years, Caspian is left reeling and lost. Jeffrey had taken care of arranging everything so that it'd work out in Caspian's favor--he made sure he could take care of Caspian, even after he was gone. Jeffrey was nearing fifty when he died, but he'd left Cas everything he owned. Caspian didn't even know that Jeffrey had a will--Let alone that he was in it. Cas had been Jeffery's slave for years, he hadn't worked or made decisions for himself since before he met him, and he wasn't sure exactly how to even go about leading a normal life without Jeffrey's guidance. He felt lonely, and abandoned, angry at Jeffrey for dying, and completely empty and lost. Until...

He was my greatest chase. He keeps me in a pace where I found myself so lost in the momentum, in a strange velocity. Why can't I see the finish line? It is a race I cannot win but still I chose to follow his footprints. Kung ang buhay ay isang karera siguro'y tatanda akong nakikipaghabulan. I like him a lot... no, maybe I love him and it's not a secret. I know all of his favorites. His perfume, his branded shoes, his voice, the way he walks, his exes, his flings. I memorize it all, though I am least on his list of favorites. He hates me, he hate my guts and the idea of me liking him. He knew I existed but he chose to ignore. I put him first but I am his last. He glares at me but I smiled. Patuloy niya akong tinatalikuran, binabalewala but still bakit gusto ko parin siya? Pero ang puso pala pag napagod, humihinto. At nang huminto naglakad ako pabalik... but why am I seeing him behind me? This is my race, my contest. I am riding my own rhythm, my own tempo. Faster... Because I am chasing after a De Buenavista.