You were the ultimate. The sexual tension between us was out of control. Something was bound to happen. We've never beeen more than friends and now, we can't even be friends.
So as I lay sleeping, wrapped in the cold Baguio air, you came over and gave me a kiss. I opened my eyes, realized it was you and gave you a smile. I reached for your hand and invited you to sleep with me. You gave in. I gave in first.
We were wrapped in each other, but it was still cold. Add another irony to our should-have-been relationship.
Things were bound to change after that night.
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