Friday, February 18, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Requiem
The most Frequently Asked Question. It's under repair, hoping for the best, but experiencing the worst. I don't mean to blow your dashboards with negative vibes but this has to get out of my system.
It was the ULTIMATE Dance Challenge of the UST Faculty of Engineering. I was woriking for the student council before so I was invited to witness the said event. You were on food distribution duty with me. I can't even count how many times our eyes met and we just smiled. Every time I'm not around you would go look for me, maybe it was a special connection. That night I got hand of your number, then so on and so forth.
I got to know who you really are. And I never thought you'd be mine. On the 25th we e became official, It was the start of the happiest days of my life. You would go to FEU just to meet me, and I would do the same to meet you at UST and we take long jeepney and LRT rides together. People think it was just an infatuation with a hint of lust, but we both know better. It was Love, the time I believed in it. You got along with my friends, to the extent of being with them everyday of the duration that there was 'US'.
We, I mean, I had issues, It was something I never thought I would regret, I tried making you jealous, but that was for the sake of finding out if you would fight for me, but apparently, you loved me too much with enough reasons to let me go for whatever makes me happy. I just really wanted you to fight for me, for us. I never thought you would let go easily and I never thought it would all sum up to this.
It's been 6 Months since we broke up, I've had 2 relationships after ours but I couldn't consider them real. Nothing really feels right without you. I tried fighting back, I tried winning you back. I've cried too many tears for you, and I've punched your face good enough to make it bleed.
I can hate you but only for a while, I would always end up running back to you even if it's pointless. I wanted to move on, but it would only do me no good if I rush things. I'm just tired of the fake smiles. The way I answer you 'I'm okay' when I'm not.
Call it karma, or whatever you believe in but I'm keeping my hopes up that you'll come back. If you won't then you won't.
The last liter of tears has been shed.
It was the ULTIMATE Dance Challenge of the UST Faculty of Engineering. I was woriking for the student council before so I was invited to witness the said event. You were on food distribution duty with me. I can't even count how many times our eyes met and we just smiled. Every time I'm not around you would go look for me, maybe it was a special connection. That night I got hand of your number, then so on and so forth.
I got to know who you really are. And I never thought you'd be mine. On the 25th we e became official, It was the start of the happiest days of my life. You would go to FEU just to meet me, and I would do the same to meet you at UST and we take long jeepney and LRT rides together. People think it was just an infatuation with a hint of lust, but we both know better. It was Love, the time I believed in it. You got along with my friends, to the extent of being with them everyday of the duration that there was 'US'.
We, I mean, I had issues, It was something I never thought I would regret, I tried making you jealous, but that was for the sake of finding out if you would fight for me, but apparently, you loved me too much with enough reasons to let me go for whatever makes me happy. I just really wanted you to fight for me, for us. I never thought you would let go easily and I never thought it would all sum up to this.
It's been 6 Months since we broke up, I've had 2 relationships after ours but I couldn't consider them real. Nothing really feels right without you. I tried fighting back, I tried winning you back. I've cried too many tears for you, and I've punched your face good enough to make it bleed.
I can hate you but only for a while, I would always end up running back to you even if it's pointless. I wanted to move on, but it would only do me no good if I rush things. I'm just tired of the fake smiles. The way I answer you 'I'm okay' when I'm not.
Call it karma, or whatever you believe in but I'm keeping my hopes up that you'll come back. If you won't then you won't.
The last liter of tears has been shed.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Arrividerci
'Till we meet again. I'm saying goodbye, to all the possibilities and to all the expectations. You're choices hurt me a lot, but I bet you feel the same way. I can't tell you what to do. The best for me is to ignore you.
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