POEMS/Jigs...  


JIGS
Nov. 3, 2001

I can't remember the details
But I remember how you laughed
How happy you seemed with us
And how you wanted to stay with us

I can't remember how I felt
But I remember not crying
Not a single tear from me
It was so real yet so surreal

I don't know why it ever happened
Or how and why it all happened so fast
And I can't be sure how young we were
Can't remember what I said last to you

But I recall thinking about you
The good times we've had yesterday
The way you touched our lives
And what could have been

I recall sitting in class thinking of you
Even long after it had happened
Wishing things could have been different
And you hadn't gone too soon, too young


insight This is dedicated to my cousin on my dad's side, Jason Michael. His nickname's Jigs, and he's the late son of dad's half brother. Unfortunately, his parents split up and they left him in his relatives' care here in Bacolod. He was two years older than me and he used to spend the weekends with us. Anyway, one weekend, a relative of his came to our house, crying (she was totally faking it) that Jigs passed away. Jigs had confided in us that he'd rather stay at our house, hence the frequent weekend stay. Even now, the details of his death are still unclear to me. Dad took pity on him, and treated him like one of us. I think Dad was willing that he stay at our house for good even though we weren't that financially stable back then. He promised to return the next weekend and he never did. He died just like that, no good bye, no nothing.


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