I remember one Friday, we were looking at toys, and someone messaged him, and I became conscious, and a bit sad, down.
He asked me what the problem was, I told him nothing. I insisted.
He asked me if it was because of someone, I said yes.
That was when he asked me, “Hindi ka ba masaya na kasama mo ‘ko?”
And so I thought, he was right. I was lucky enough to be with him.
But then.. I think it’s just sad that after all the happy things, we still look for buts. Or find them, at least.