I. Paint my world with rainbows
Just a little recap~
I`m
Shan Torres, the one who got left behind.
I folded the letter that she gave me and returned it once again in the very huge box that she gave me before she died. If you’re wondering about what I’m talking, let me re-run those moments again. Allow me to take you to the previous chapters of our love story. But before that could ever happen, let me tell you that I have already cried a thousand rivers because she died, only because she wanted to give me her heart.
Just a little re-cap here about who she is and who I am.
Crystal was a painter and I was some emo guy. I would always be found in parks, strumming my guitar, and people would often listen to me. Here in our city, they have something they call Musician’s Plaza, where you can freely express yourself through music without being mistaken as a beggar.
We met while I was singing a song under the cedar tree. She was just across me, trying to paint the tree.
Little did I know that I was the subject of her painting that day. I only figured it out the moment I saw her staring at me. The first time I saw
Crystal, I knew that she was something. I saw something else in her that set her apart from all the girls I knew.
I just recovered from heartache that time, I wasn’t really actually planning to take the attraction I felt for her that time seriously. But it happened. Just like in movies, the attraction developed into a deeper level. It happened every day.
Every day, she was positioned across me.
Every day she was my view. Every day, I was her subject. I finally had the courage to talk to her one day. I remembered the night before that, I was actually doing some lines in front of the mirror, trying to figure out what I was supposed to say the next day to the lovely lady who paints right across my cedar tree.
But then now,
she's gone.
She's gone because of me.
And I won't be able to see her again. *
insert a heart that shatters into pieces here*
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This is the beginning~
Hi, I'm Crystal Mijares, I'm a painter and someone who isn't really interesting.
“
Ma, hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit naging ganito ako.” I told my mother using sign language. I placed a rose on her picture frame and then I bowed. “
I saw this boy at the park and I think he’s really a lonely person. I always see him strumming his guitar and he always looks so sad. Gusto ko sana siyang kausapin, but I can’t, Ma.” Patuloy kong kinausap si Mama sa pamamagitan ng pagsisenyas.
I was hoping that she would understand me because this was my language now – sign language. “
Sana nandito ka lang Ma, wala na akong nakakausap simula nung nawala ka.” I bowed again tapos lumabas na ako ng bahay at dumeretso sa park na kung saan ay nandun `yung lalakeng palagi kong inaabangan.
He's always leaning his back against the cedar tree and he's still strumming the old looking guitar that he always brings with him. I took my canvas and placed it on a canvas holder, and positioned right across him, making him think that I was painting the tree instead.
Truth is, he is the subject of my painting. I started doing his hair which turns brown when the sun reflects on it. After that, I did his other features. Finally, I when I was working on his guitar, I dropped my paint brush.
I dropped my paint brush because he was looking at me.Minadali kong kunin, tapos kinuha ko narin pati `yung iba kong mga gamit. Umuwi ako kasi ayokong lapitan niya ako, ayokong mapansin niya ako, at higit sa lahat...
I don't want him to discover that I'm someone who doesn't speak.
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"
We have a customer, Yohann."
"
Sino, Jennie?"
"
His name is Shan Torres. He's asking for our help. He says that he's been eyeing someone lately but the girl is quite weird raw." Lumapit ako kay Yohann and then inakbayan niya ako.
"
I believe we can help that Shan."
He smiled at me then he kissed me on the forehead. "
Weird girls are the best."
"
Okay, prepare the GPS and everything that we need. We're going to locate Crystal Mijares right at this moment. We're going to go easy on this task. Let's take things slowly. I have a new pattern. Let's make them fall in love because they really want to. Let's make them fall in love naturally. Okay? Team, let's work on this with all of our hearts! Let's help a lonely heart." I shouted a victory scream, and then everyone shouted with me.
"
Cheers to victory! Cheers to Shan Torres and Crystal Mijares! Cheers to the god of love!"
