I've grown tired of counting the days or months that I have been single.
I've never talked about how it ended and now I think I'm ready to write about it.
Honestly there is no one to blame but me anyway.
I admit i feel very bitter. I probably pushed him to his limit and he got tired.
I keep looking for something perfect when I know that I could never have
everything at all but it's alright. No regrets. If we are meant for
each other we'd see each other again but there is the uncertainty if we are
be going to be together if ever it will indeed come.
There's the question too that will he ever accept me again?
I'm not hoping.
Yes, there's a little hope but not too much that it will keep me waiting for him.
I've let him go and for now I don't want to have a boyfriend.
Ayokong magsalita ng tapos kaya lang mukang ayaw ko na magka boyfriend ulit.
I am open to dating and hopefully someone would save me from my misery
and loneliness then fall in love. This is the first time that I felt really lonely for
my birthday and upcoming christmas. I have my friends and all but I'm not used
to being single I guess but I'll get used to it. Somehow.
I still love him to the point that I want to get a tattoo so that even if i get him off my
mind I'll always have him under my skin blacked in ink. - Ymylle.
