It has been at least two months after that fateful day. Since then, I had no communication with you, well at least not until now. It’s been a while, I bet you’d agree. I’m not really sure why, of all times, you’d decide to talk to me again now. But yeah, no drama. I like it actually. Everything’s cool. I like that. And yes, thank you for saying that you missed me. I’ll admit, I missed you as well. I find myself thinking of you from time to time. Who would forget a guy like you? Seriously.
I heard you were doing fine. It’s good that your health is improving. It’s also nice to see all those stuff that you cooked. God, how i wished that I could’ve tasted them. But yeah, that’s cool. I’m just really happy that you are doing fine.
Okay. I’ll stop beating around the bush. I know, I don’t owe you any explanation. Honestly, i think there’s no point of making one, but i’ll still go ahead.
Two months. Two effing months. For two months we haven’t talked, not a single bit. I’ve tried reaching out to you. I’ve tried texting, calling, stalking you. Mind you, i did that, for you. Two months of making myself looking like a jackass hatching a practical joke on himself. I’ve tried. God knows that i’ve tried. But you pushed me away. You chose another. You erased me. You’ve shut the door closed right on my face.
I just made a fool out of myself by hanging on to you.
I decided to move on. I decided to forget you, simply because you left me no choice. I kept moving forward. I knew I had to. I kept second guessing myself, thinking if that would be right. I know it was right, I had to. But the hope of you realizing that I was here for you kept me from taking a step. I kept on wishing that you’d turn around to stop me, to make me stay. But no, you didn’t even bother looking at me, Not even a glance. You just went on and pushed me away, farther and farther from you.
Now here you are, talking to me again.
It’s not that I don’t want this. I do want this. You and me, talking. Sharing thoughts and ideas, just like we used to.
I think it’s just unfair to blame me for trying to forget you. It’s unfair to blame me for trying to move on. It’s unfair to blame me for trying to gamble again. I know, I stopped texting, calling you but what was I supposed to do? You pushed me away. You left me no choice. I had to stop. I know how to get tired too, you know. I’m not like Superman. If you didn’t want me to do that, slam the door in the first place?
Now you’re here. You’re back. I don’t know if we’re gonna get a second chance at it. I don’t know, nor I don’t want to precede it. I just want you to understand why.
But yeah, I won’t leave you. I’m always gonna be here for you. I promised you that and I have no intentions of breaking that.♥ 2 Notes / Sat Mar 30th, 2013 ≡ reblog
I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going. I’m going.
I’m gone.♥ / Thu Mar 21st, 2013 ≡ reblog
So yeah, I’m here in Taft again. Specifically, here in La Salle. I’m sitting on the bench where I spent most of my free time during college. I’m feeling kinda nostalgic right now and the rain isn’t helping. It’s kinda sad that there has been a lot of changes that has happened here since. I’ve just learned that our favorite canteen closed. No more 80-peso-sulit-quarter-pounder, no more amazing mojos, no more ramen, no more cheap shakes. It’s sad, but i guess that’s how it goes.
2 years ago, this was my home. Now, it feels like a new place altogether. The place seems strange and familiar at the same time. Everything’s changing. It’s sad as fuck but it’s just the way things are, i guess.
Tangina kasing ulan ‘to. Nakakaemo tuloy.♥ 2 Notes / Thu Mar 21st, 2013 ≡ reblog
So, i was able to sleep for at least an hour. But yeah, it was short but it wasn’t anything close to sweet. I had a really bad dream that woke me up. On my dream, I was driving my car and there was a lady who’s riding with her child on her motorcycle. She overtook me and went on ahead. She bumped a rock which for some reason was lying around on the road, making them flip over. I stopped over and checked them, only to see both of them twitching to death. It was so terrible that it woke me up.
I’m not really sure if fate wants me “bangag” for the day, or if some spell’s casted on me just so i won’t be able to get some decent sleep. Ugh. I hate this.♥ / Wed Mar 20th, 2013 ≡ reblog