I woke up with an excruciating pain. The sudden muscle contraction on my right leg was unbearable. It left me shouting for help while twisting in agony. I was all alone in the cottage and all the nearby ones were unoccupied. After what seemed to be forever, the pain gradually subsided and I was able to walk my way to the veranda.
After lighting a cigarette, I checked my phone and saw a text message from Gerry. I told him about the pain and the spookiness of the night. Then, he called and told me it was probably a muscle cramps. I should also keep away from swimming alone, he added. Before hanging up, we agreed to meet upon my return to Manila. After which, melancholy stroke so deep. Despite the distance and the fact that we were no longer together, Gerry always manages to stir up old, unresolved feelings.
The sound of crickets coming from the towering tress around the Resort helped fill the void in my emotions. His voice, though, kept lingering on my mind. It was sweet and painful at the same time. As millions of fireflies swirled around an old Balete tree just a few feet away, I uttered a simple wish.
Same nights, new nights. Perhaps, tonight, fireflies can do magic.
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