Malapascua, you’re silent killer.
I heard so much about you. How travellers describe your beauty without comparison. How a smile was the only response I received from people I asked about what you could offer. It was a rough ride before I reached you. Countless times when trips were postponed without reason. But when I finally met you, you were calm and unassuming. Little did I know that you were deadly beneath the meekness.
First Sight of Malapascua
For a guy who’s constantly working day in and day out, you couldn’t have come at a better time. It was a cold December and it was warm enough to make me feel at ease. I swam in your waters and jumped from your cliff. I dove into the deep and cruised along your shores. You shared so many faces in different times of the day. However, only during the later part did you show your real colors.
Malapascua Island – calm and secluded
Beach in Malapascua
Amidst laughs and smiles with companions, you wanted to slap me in the face to make me realize what I’ve been missing. I bury fleeting thoughts in order to conceal the condition of actuality; that I’m not sure of what’s to come but still keep a sappy face intact in order to cover the hopeless truth.
There was no rain needed to make me feel how harsh and cold the weather was at night. But I’m just exaggerating things. The weather was neither harsh nor cold; you just needed another soul to fill the emptiness within.
The night is cold and body needs a different kind of warmth.
When the lights dimmed and I could see none but fire, another desire burned from within.
Night turned into dawn when I remembered that I needed to work. I brought out my notes to bring me back to reality. But it was cut short as lights were only a luxury given to people you’ve shown mercy.
Orange and Plum.
I stepped out and the light revealed another shade. Orange and plum; my eyes were at ease despite the lack of rest. I lay on the sand and witnessed how you painted the sky and filled it with enough hue to keep my mind at peace. The sea breeze and the calm waves served as a sweet lullaby. It was almost perfect.
Waiting for the sun to rise.
Malapascua, in your sanctuary, life was simple and life was slow. How you’ve captivated me even for a short stay. I never thought I’d stop and pause but you forced me so. I know I can be stubborn at times. Seldom do I show my weaknesses but with you, I can only surrender.
Everything seemed alright; but who am I to fool myself? You already noticed when I first stepped foot on you. I was in denial. I didn’t need anybody. I thought I was ice but you made me melt.
Modest as you were, you pierced my skin and broke down my walls. I stared at your masterpiece for hours and realized that you were trying to tell me something.
All the while you wanted me to carry a hand to hold and a head to rest on my shoulders.
All the while you were telling to me go out and get somebody and take her with me to experience your charm.
Next time, I’ll have someone by my side to stare at your horizon. No need for words and conversations. You know how to tug emotions and I’m counting on that to unify our feelings.
If that were to happen, I won’t even care if the bus will take longer to reach you. The ride itself will already be a destination. I’ll take her with me, so she can experience the beauty you made me see.
Next time, there will be two.
You taught me to jump off a cliff and it was all fun and games. But beneath those smiles and laughs, you knew what my heart was longing for. No other adventure could cover up for my needs. I try to hide and I even deny it, but you were far too knowledgeable to understand what I’ve been missing all along. Call it tough love but I had to learn it the hard way.
Malapascua, you kill me and yet I’m still alive. I know you can’t bring me back to that cold December; we all have to keep moving forward. But I beg you not to give up. Wait for me and I’ll return. When I do, I’ll introduce her to you.
Malapascua is 4 hours North of Cebu City. Here’s how you can get there: How To Get to Malapascua
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