theoneandonlymistressmia

It pains me to think of Dominic Roque. He doesn't deserve this, not at all.

I remember the day I first laid eyes on this guy at Martessem, Tanay, back on June 24, 2019. I was sharing breakfast with an ex-boylet who had returned from overseas just for a visit.

His friends arrived first and my companion wasn't at the table when they arrived. They were wearing the typical rider outfit. I glanced at them and they were all riding big bikes. They sat to the  round table just adjacent to mine. I was sitting there alone at the time kasi yung kasama ko went somewhere for a smoke, and for some inexplicable reason, they fixated their gaze on me like as if they know me. It wasn't just a casual glance; it was an occasional glance like as if they were talking about me.Then, "his" older brother, joined them. As he walked over, he noticed that their focus is on my table and followed suit, staring in my direction.

I became self-conscious. Why the hell were they all staring at me? Honestly, I didn't look my best that day. I was wearing an oversized, worn-out shirt, shorts, and cheap havs slippers. Fake pa!  

When "he" finally arrived, even from a distance, I felt the slow-mo! He removed his helmet and gloves as his eyes were locked on me, and he was heart melting. He gave me a smile—a gentle smile.

Then the people around me started gossiping and I heard them saying... "Artista yan... Artista yan... ". 

As our eyes met, it felt like we were having a conversation through our gaze. In that moment, I strangely felt an instant connection, as if we had known each other already.

Feelers dava!? But heck! I ain't lyin! Hindi rin ako delusional haha! But isn't it odd to feel this? Who else experienced this sh*t? That moment was so intense like as if it was our "This is it moment!". I was almost 3 -year single that time. 

I noticed he wasn't particularly handsome on TV, but in person, he was incredibly charming. He exuded innocence. When he reached their table, he didn't sit down immediately. Instead, he stood there, still looking at me, while his friends chattered away and stole glances in my direction. I couldn't help but wonder if someone among them recognized me. Why the heck are they looking!?

Then, I thought he will walk over to me, but just as I anticipated it, fate intervened as my companion arrived after a smoke, and he then stayed at his table, leaving me wondering about the what-ifs. I couldn't help but curse silently in my mind.

He had a unique aura about him—light, different from other arseholes out there. From his gestures, his movements, even the way he walked, I could tell he was a kind soul.

To this day, I can't shake the feeling that he's the one that got away, for reasons I can't quite comprehend. When I saw him with his superstar gf, I don't envy them but I see no spark in their eyes.

Nonetheless, I occasionally think of that moment pero not to the extent of wanting to destroy my family. 

What's amusing is, he was supposedly rumored to be a sugar baby of the congressmen of Bicol. Strangely enough, my stolen car was found in possession of a family member of the governor's family in Bicol. Yes! I have a carnapped vehicle that was found in one of the politician's family in Bicol. 

And to top it all off, my youngest son was born on the 24th of June, albeit in a different year. Quite the coincidences, don't you think?