you singin' to me...?

"eight months... or nine, is it?" she thought as she sat amongst the pile of clutter in her room. there were clothes everywhere, albums, framed diplomas and graduation pictures, movie magazines and body-building books, useful stuff, useless ones... all piled up and waiting for her verdict. she had two big boxes across the room--the "out" box for the items she was going to get rid of and the "store" box for other items she hasn't decided on.

she looked at the confused and disordered collection around her. "the clothes are definitely going..." she thought and bit her lip, "or i could probably turn them all into dishrags."

she had been in this lethargic state for some time... even her hair felt like it had a mind of its own and decided to look flat, dull and ugly. her eyes were another thing. the harder she laughed, the less happy she looked. turning the cd player on, she then sat on the floor, shifted and turned till she found her most comfortable position. slightly she turned her head towards the player and stared--it was marco sison, singing "always".

woman, i will love you always
and i, promise I'll give you the best
my love, you mean more than life to me
and I love you more than words can say

you, you'll be the only one
that I'll love for always
forever to cherish

i want you close to me
and hold you endlessly
and feel you girl in my arms, always

in the midst of dust and clutter, a faint recollection came back to her. she was tidying up the house then, she remembered. her husband came through the door, holding something in his hand. he walked past her and straight towards the stereo component. she heard a click--he was playing something on tape. it was marco, belting out this same song. her husband came towards her and asked her to dance. she slowly released the broom she was holding onto and placed her hand on his shoulders. while they were slow dancing, he was singing the song to her ear. from then on, it became their unofficial "song".

you, yes you are my sunshine
you are the reason I breathe for
and there's nothing I want more

i need you,
i need to have you in my life
i want you always by my side
now and for always

whisper the words to me
that we will always be,
together, just you and me forever

i want to give all my love
my heart my soul my life
everything that i am… always

her eyes misted. it seemed too long ago. wiping a tear from her eye, she got back to the array in front of her. "all you clothes are definitely out, out, out..." she murmured, "you should've gone away with him." the last verse of marco's song feebly echoed...

i want to spend with you
baby my whole life through
every moment loving you... always

"oh, yeah... sure," she said loudly. legs still numb from sitting down too long, she stood up carefully, slowly. with the folded bundle of men's clothing in her hand she walked across the room and tossed them all into the "out" box.