I just can’t stop loving that man of mine. Or shall I say, my former man?
It’s a phase I don’t know if I can move on to the next one. Everytime I decide to begin a new life, the not-so-good memories flash bak.Evrytime I try to be happy, tears start to flow. Everytime I try to forget whathappened, what had been said and done start to run in my mind. Everytime I try to sleep peacefully at night, his face suddenly appear in my dreams. Everytime I tell myself that I’ll be all right, I just know that I’m just pretending.
Harsh words were spoken and actions were done. Those can’t be taken back anymore. Those already stabbed me pretty hard. The good thing is that the wounds start to dry up and soon, will be scars. Scars that will remind me of everything since the day we realized that we’re somehow meant for each other.
Now, there’s no need for patching things up, just closure. For in fact, nothing’s gonna be the same. Just have to accept the fact that we already reached the end. Life goes on no matter what happened. Every after fall, I should always stand up.
Through skinned knees and wounded heart, I already learned my lesson. Life is too beautiful to waste so I should make the most out of it. If this didn’t work, maybe the next one will. I already realized what my shortcomings are. What I should change and improve. A relationship is a two-way thing. Both of you should benefit from it. In our case, we have too much differences that we could not resolve anymore. At least, I have no regrets.
HE has been the BEST BOYFRIEND I ever had. Bitter? Of course, not. I’m sayingit from my heart. I will really miss him. I had a great time spending an almost three year relatiionship with him. Though our relationship is like a “switch”, we know that we’re true to each other. I just love you, bhy. I really do.
I know, I’m getting there.