ever and afters.
I am just a girl whose story may be similar with yours. I fall in love, often too fast and too hard. But who cares? Nothing worth having comes easy. No relationship is and will ever be easy. If you are lucky enough, you will have a hand to hold along the way but sometimes, you might have to get through it by yourself. It’s about learning how to stand after you have fallen. It’s about learning the lessons by heart after each failed attempt. And most especially about loving yourself more than anyone else for it’s only when you learn to love yourself that you’d be able to share it unto others. I am just another girl who wishes to write again.. on stories about love, life, hope, happiness, sadness, broken promises, and the like.
So at ard 8 PM, I’ve to go back to the office for some errands. Texted the boyf if he can come pick me up after kasi natatakot ako umuwi mag-isa kasi nga uso yung rape these days. Quarter to 11 PM, I texted him again saying pauwi nako. Pagpasok ko sa car, voila! 💐 for me sabay “Happy monthsary, baby! 😄” Napatulala nalang ako sabay panic, “OMG! Monthsary natin? Hala nawala sa loob ko! 😱” Buti nalang sabi agad nya na hindi pa at advanced greeting lang daw. Whew!! 😫 buti nalang talaga. Haha. Ohwells, kinilig lang talaga ako. Hihi 💞💞💞
There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.
I thought I was okay until today. I dreamt the most wonderfultragic heatbreaking dream one could have. I dreamt of you. I don’t want to write what the dream was all about, I just can’t. It’s too idk, sad? Just never thought that even in my dreams, you still have the capability of breaking my heart once again. *sigh*
I know you’re upset about him. It’s okay, be upset, cry, scream into your pillow till you think you’ve lost your voice. But looking back on this boy who broke your heart in the future, you’ll laugh at him, Laugh because he thought he was doing the right thing at the right time. Turns out he wasn’t because he lost something amazing. And you’ll thank him. Thank him for making you stronger, and to say to hell with him, I’m great. But most importantly you’ll appreciate what he did, because without him leaving you wouldn’t have found the amazing boy you’re with now.