Boiling Waters
Hi! It has been six months since that day. That day when I felt my heart shutter into tiny, little pieces. It has been six months since the day that I lost my best friend, my buddy (may it be in food, road trips, malling), my adviser, my basher, my Continue Reading
To whom is letting go for? Letting go is not only for those who had a real relationship with someone but also for those who almost had a relationship with someone. For some, letting go of someone who you just had good memories with, confessed his feelings to you, spent Continue Reading
You always make me feel that you care And I know it’s genuine and fair But your love is different from mine And baby, I know we cannot compromise this time Forgive me if I asked too much And I forgive you for you didn’t catch I guess we’re meant Continue Reading
As I am writing this post, I am scrolling through old scribbles and notes which had me recall a time where I experienced an almost relationship. It was probably the hardest breakup(in a sense with myself since we never really did have one) that I had to go through. We Continue Reading
It was there. Almost. The words were promising. Music to her ears. Convincing in a way. She almost fell for it. Late night talks and serenades. Those sweet smiles and cheesy lines. It was there. She almost fell for it. The plans and promises. As if the future is in Continue Reading
Hi? How are you? It’s been quite some since it happened. How I wish it wasn’t. How I wish it just a bad bad dream. But is not. I need to go moving forward. I need to accept. I wrote this letter to pour my hearts out to you. My Continue Reading
To the boys who almost loved me before, I thank you for coming into my life. It was indeed sad when you decided to leave, but now I’m finally able to start learning from the lessons you’ve left behind. With each hesitation, I’ve found my answers. With each uncertainty, I’m reaching a point of clarity.
You were the very first person who made me feel this way. It was way too different and deep. I broke the walls that I have built for years. Now, I think you were the first heartbreak I had. ut you never had any clues for the storms you made I guess, and I won’t let you know about that. I won’t give you hints that I am dying inside, for it was my last straw.
