He returned.

When?How?...Why? These were the very first words that popped into my head when I saw him walk by me without even noticing I was there. As I urged myself to run to him to say hello but my body refused to listen to my mind. I was too dumbstruck to even move. The person I gave my whole trust to, the person who was my best friend, the person who I have known throughout my childhood years...the person who walked out of my life without a word of goodbye. I saw HIM.

Five years ago my best friend practically killed half of me. He was wanted in Manila due to personal reasons, that I knew. What I didn't know was when he was going and that is why I was crushed when I found out he left on the first flight to Manila on my 11th birthday. Through the years I had hope that maybe one day he would call, I longed for that day to come but earlier today when I saw him talking to old friends I didn't know what I wanted anymore. He changed , it was too much to take in one day. Now as I sit here I keep on asking myself " Why? Why did he come back?"